Place

place

There is no true justice in this world. For some places get named while others do not. Some places get found while others get lost. Some places get found, though I wish they’d get lost. Some places get cleaned while others get trashed. Some places are happy. Some places are sad. Some places grow on you and aren’t really that bad.

Walking

walking

Whatever it is that keeps me walking. It is the same thing that keeps me dreaming. It is the same thing that keeps me from sleeping. It is the same thing always lurking under my bed. Sometimes you have to thank your monsters. I named my monster Fred.  Hey Fred, do you want to come walking with me?