I could’ve had water,
I didn’t want tea.
I might’ve gone out,
But I kept it just me.
Don’t resist the urge to juggle badly, play the harmonica badly, make choices badly, love badly.
Pick up things you find in the dirt. Shiny things are rarely the best things. Treasure things that aren’t treasured.
Eat the pancakes. Drink the coffee.
Dream dreams while you’re awake. Tell someone those dreams. Dream them together.
Don’t be hard on yourself before you need to be.
Plan for a rainy day, then pray for rain.
Make a list, change everything on the list, throw the list away, make a new list, do all the things on the list.
Do the last thing on the list first.
Get tired. Rest. Repeat.
Don’t be afraid to fix your mistakes. Ask for forgiveness. Go back and try again. Don’t give up before it’s time.
If someone sticks around, maybe there’s a reason. Maybe the reason is you.
Remember the reason. Remember the reason. Remember the reason.
© Copyright 2018 William S. Friday
A post, in pictures, of my adopted home.
Long Beach, California.
PALM TREES HOLDING UP CLOUDS… Pacific Coast Highway near 2nd Street.
HALLOWEEN MOON… Redondo Avenue near 20th Street.
CITY LIGHTS – LONG BEACH TO DOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES… Signal Hill.
BACK ALLEY… 4th Street near Cherry Avenue.
THE PHOTOGRAPHER… Home.
All photographs © Copyright 2017 William S. Friday
I seriously just had the most amazing experience.
First time I can ever remember a story becoming alive to me from the printed page. Full of colors, and smells, and stars.
Then, it merged into another story I had read, elsewhere. Full of heat, and death, and regret.
And the two stories became what I felt I’ve been living since I don’t know when.
That’s as deep as I’ve been in a while.
And I swear I have smoked no peyote.
© Copyright 2017 William S. Friday