So little time left. Could be over tomorrow. For one of us. The human condition—a beginning and an end. . .here.
During life’s seasons, I didn’t have a desire to write. Without passion, no written words were produced. Didn’t see much money it. (Still don’t). Had to support a family. (Now just grandbaby sitter). Didn’t have much new to say. (Might argue, still don’t).Playing cornerback on the New York Jets, pushing all-in on a high stakes poker pot, or being elected Mayor of New York City, were all on a once young man’s bucket list. (None crossed off). Life’s winter has arrived. In cyberspace, I chew slices of pepperoni pizza, swallow and spit out words. My past experiences (or someone else’s), dreams, and other thoughts you will read in a story, book, essay or poem created by me.When we run out of fuel and the electrical power ceases forever, all websites (including this one) will have a beginning and a final end.
Released 13 MAR 2020.
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John Bauer, Writer