The bluest of blues in black and white. What kept me going then was a simple statement, a self-pep talk.

Monday, September 30, 2013. Hers would be the next call. Errands, car trouble,. Until that last call,. The one that meant no more. To the laminated floor,. On the spreading sea of milk,. As it made its way. I sank down and sat. A bit as I splotched down. The wave of milk rolled. As it rippled into spilt milk.

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Friday, February 11, 2011. There was definitely a crash. With no hood to pull up to shield his face from casual glances, his posture changed. No longer did he slump forward on the granite bench. Instead he sat, arms crossed and feet splayed out in front of him, taking up still more of the small alcove in which the bench sat. His stitches were prominently displayed, but his defensive glare tolerated no questions. And nothing more to do. The dark and cold were split.