“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming; “Wow! What a ride!” (Hunter S. Thompson) on the path least traveled…

Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I  do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” ,  no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life  🙂 ).. 🙂

 

 

Unfortunately, decorations and wrapping presents is not the only projects needed doing this holiday.. 🙂

 It were a few days before Christmas With a half decorated tree, It were all quiet in the house All still in slumber, you see.   Still in my pajamas All snuggled in bed, With visions of winning the lottery Dancing in my head…   There were a loud noise And I awoke with a start, I shuffled to the windows The curtains I…