Feels like a Quarterly Report

Not quite, but, it's there.
Say Something.
It's September, 2. - now

So, this has been a year.
Such a year

I remain Me.
No interference, some distractions.
Fun. and then some bruises and revelation.

nothing untoward, just age.
it's really how old you want to be when you react to things.
or things react to You.
things ?
anything that can be imagined.
Anything.
by now, there are no secrets...
bye now.
or
buy now ?

what was I thinking ?
exactly what I thought and wrote down...at the time.

Carry on -

The Summer heat is done.
It was a Vancouver SunShine Summer !
the place shone, with a very rare car wash...
for a few Months.

Months !

And here is Fall and Winter, before us.
a time to gather the faculties.
who, where and what is really there.
and again...who am I ?
oh. those r questions.

Are there answers ?

Im not looking for answers -

There are none that suffice.

pleasure in interlude.
moments. ..and then, another moment passed. quickly passed... - monty python, just cuz

move on,

the dominos are falling again...
is there a realistic end ?
or just an end ?
I never played Dominos...

They fall in sequence whether I line them-up or not !

Don't they ?


- they seem 2,

or is it just me ?




Do I even Notice ?
I'm still here. . .