Painting With all The Colors
"Completely, totally, utterly, perfectly, entirely, wholly, fully, quite thoroughly, unreservedly" That's what Google says about "absolutely". I'd add another word to that: finally. Once and for all. And maybe a sigh behind it, too. Behind me, my nervous dog, Gracie, paces back and forth across the cottage's hardwood floor. She paces, I believe, because she feels captive, knowing there are other things on the outside. Squirrels, birds, great places to take a squat. She paces because she's slightly neurotic, always has been. What else might I expect of a creature with hypnotic yellow eyes? Last year, I was experiencing a similar restlessness as I sat in the passenger seat, looking out the window with the sick feeling of being in the wrong place, with the wrong people, everything built around what others expected. "I want a little cottage somewhere," I wrote in a journal four-plus years ago, "with a front porch, some ...