Every day since the warehouse I have found myself in a different world. There is a pace to life that differs when unencumbered by the hours and whims of others. It is neither good nor bad. Simply, it is different. Time feels different and takes on dimensions which in the course of time alter the… Continue reading Altering Time
In May I posted "A Life Behind the Warehouse" and I wanted to expand on that post. For a time there was something spiritual about the place for me. A big parking lot with two huge buildings housing enormous stores. I felt small in their shadows and I liked mine the best because it was… Continue reading Life Beyond the Warehouse
Finding closure at Ponce de Leon's Fountain of Youth
I have always enjoyed water and beaches. It may be that my parents started me early. But I never really loved the feel of sand between my toes until I arrived in Florida. There is a softness to the sand that easily explains why people would be obsessed with life on the beach. The primary… Continue reading Beaches
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