Homeowners Association GestapoYou can’t park there.My temples throb. Take a breath.I can. I live here. Sunshine DirtThrough shadowy websof branches on earth’s canvassunshine on dirt. KeyboardHard, dusty plastic.White on black staring back at me.Intimidation.
I’m out of breath from January. The first part of 2010 has been a blur so far. I’m already behind on everything. Can you relate? I’ve lots to get done—taxes, legal work from our car accident (that happened over 19 months ago), new projects at my day job, projects for my side job, a new … More Haiku Siesta