cobbling up the melancholy verses

My dad is returning back to the desert in a couple of hours.

I was asked to handle an AutoCad class on a Saturday sked.

I was coping with survival, insomnia, loneliness, and others of that ilk.

I only have the moon to listen to my rants and raves.

etc. etc. etc.

"The world always crashes in on us. The news is often bad. But always - at the same time - the lovely, the laughable, the gentle, the solitary, and the creative ways of being human are also in play and engaged." - Robert Fulghum