The sun is just up. The air is crisp and fresh. No wind. I hear a train in the distance, its wheels grinding and groaning and squealing as it rounds the enormous bend in the pass just over the hill. Heavy load, but keeping on.
Another good day coming, I think.
About Me
- Carolyn Hill
- When I first started on Blogger, my handle was "Ratty", maintaining anonymity so that in my "Rat in the Walls" blog I could write about my brother's fatal illness without giving away his identity. Under that pseudonym, I could voice things I couldn't elsewhere. Rats thrive in the dark. ::: Now, five years after his death in 2008, I'm coming out of the walls and reclaiming my humanity.
3 comments:
toot toot!
johnny cash
Yep, BH. Only no prison.
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