Category: Personal Thoughts
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Tempus Fugit: Farewell and Adieu to You, Fair Spanish Ladies – Sevilla, 18 December 1988
But, I’m leavin’ on a jet plane Don’t know when I’ll be back again Oh babe, I hate to go. – John Denver, Leaving on a Jet Plane Another cold day in Florida…another weather-triggered memory brought on by low temperatures, beautiful morning skies, and a penchant for remembering anniversaries of events from the Land of…
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Musings & Thoughts for Saturday, December 17, 2022, or: Chilly Day in Tampa Bay Area Triggers Memories of Sevilla in 1988
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in Blogging, College Life, Family History, Florida Weather, Life in Florida, Life in Miami (1972-2016), Life in South Florida, Miami-Dade Community College, Miami-Dade Community College, Personal Thoughts, Semester in Spain Program, Semester in Spain Program – CCIS, Student Journalist, Student Newspaper, Winter in Florida“Fare thee well, and if for ever Still for ever fare thee well.” ― George Gordon Byron Today I woke up to an even chillier – by Florida standards, anyway – morning than I did the day before; the sun had only just risen, so it was still semi-dark outside, with temperatures in the low…
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Morning in Tampa, December 2022 (A Haiku)
Battleship-gray skies Mixed with cold Siberian winds Give me chills, goosebumps.
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Rainy Day Blues – A Haiku
Grey-black clouds float high Above the wind-bent treetops Like tears, falls the rain
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Tempus Fugit: Remembering Mid-December, 1972: New School, New Girlfriend, and Apollo’s Last Hurrah
“December is the holdout month, all the others torn away.” ― Anne Gisleson, The Futilitarians: Our Year of Thinking, Drinking, Grieving, and Reading With Christmas Day of 2022 only 12 days away – and New Year’s Eve 18 days in the future – and my move to Brandon looming on a date that is “TBA”…
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Passion – First Time Revisited: A Haiku
Cold winter morning Bodies spooning cozily “Let’s do it again!”
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A Sunday in November 2022: An Update in Haiku
Long, slow, winter day; My mind, too tired to write prose, Crafted some haikus.
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Autumn Leaves – This is the Spot! (A Haiku)
Dry leaves underfoot Crackle loudly like gunshots Quick! This is the spot!
A Certain Point of View, Too 