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 be read in a story, book, essay or poem created by me.
WARNING! YOU WILL BE REQUIRED TO MAKE A PURCHASE! If AND ONLY IF YOU HAVE THE DESIRE TO DO SO!
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.
John Bauer, Writer