Why I Twitter…and why I am Twittering less…

Recently I’ve come to re-evaluate my love affair with the world’s most perfunctory channel of noise. Several weeks ago, after recovering from a violent case of the stomach flu, I realized that lately Twitter tends to stress me out in the same way diatribic diner menus and multi-level department stores do – too much going …

The Northeasterly

A subtle wind teased, northeast it came down behind around me, reticent and righteous, rife with egalitarian flair, withdrawing at its leisure as if playing with the air. My senses took a notice, of its continuous resurgence as northeasterlies often do, for the subtle winds that blow with ease repeat their acts elusively until you’re …