Strangest Thing

The other day I was driving alone. The windows were down, a warm 70-degrees wind blew through my hair hinting at Spring coming soon to Texas, and I was singing my heart out as I leisurely drove the winding back streets. “Strangest Thing” by The War on Drugs came through, and I must’ve replayed it…

Timothy Lee

John woke me this morning with coffee and a light touch on my skin. He is so patient, so caring, and he learned quickly that I am not fond of early-rising; “wake me with coffee on the nightstand”, I mentioned once or twice… This morning, he took cue. A blue cup steamed on the bedside…