Clouds

Today I laid on my back under a tree, looking up at the sky, its wisps of clouds dancing in the beautiful blue heavens. I breathed in the crisp, cool air and closed my eyes as thoughts flooded my mind. Unexpected tears gently escaped as I thought of lost love, loneliness, my father’s upcoming death…

Dad

I’m watching ‘Philadelphia’, eating fettucine alfredo and sipping champagne as I wear my father’s ‘Squatters’ shirt and allow the motivation to do nothing more overwhelm me. I’ve been walking through life since his recent passing, attempting to push down the pain as I usually do, but this time it is different: it is too all…