Dark Days

Since returning from Crescent City, California, I’ve found myself with a strange case of writers block. Strange, because I still keep my journal and I write lengthy notes, but I’m not writing words worth the sharing.

Meanwhile there’s a billion words swirling about my head like the multitudes of high-desert stars. And though they’re all there, I can’t seem to reach out and pick a single one from the hoard screaming left, right and up the center of my fevered brain.

Alpha and Omega.

Anyone looking at my journals, my notes, if ever they look, may well conclude that Covid-2020 was the year I slipped, drinking ‘Fireball’ and ‘Claw,’ taking long walks after dark, began loudly arguing with myself and visiting neighborhood dogs as a diversionary tactic. But I want it remembered: I’m built for this shit!

Others, maybe you, have it worse.


5 thoughts on “Dark Days

  1. Glad to see you’re handling things your way, Tom. I passed through Crescent, eight years ago, going from Eureka to Brookings. I remember the Roosevelt elk, standing by the sid eof PCH.

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  2. I’ve been wanting to tell you this for so long, and now that I finally have Internet I can and this seems like the perfect post to put it on. I’ve been following you through my E-mail account, but haven’t had full Internet access to like or comment on your posts. I had some witty comments for them too. Anyway, your latest style is really epic.

    I loved the Halloween content, and it pulled me in and I’ve been following you ever since. I can’t like or comment without browser access though. Your regular all about me (meaning you) stuff is epic too though. The bit about the fat bastard and mercs being dragged into crazy town inspired me you know? To try to do the right thing about something in my own life. Money talks and BS walks, and I think supporting the troops is about your actions not your public displays.

    Anyway, keep writing. You will find your best style in time, but in my personal opinion your style is great as is! (You know I’m smart, and it’s getting harder and harder to hide my intelligence, something I always try to do, because people keep ruining the game explaining it to everyone.)

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