What is it we want?

Good morning all.

A beautiful coolish May morning,

here in my beautiful ugly.

The sun is shinning,

the birds are singing,

the sounds of cars driving by,

it is the city,

there are always cars.

A long weekend,

halfway between,

productive and restful.

Gorgeous Victoria Day weekend.

I did lots of walking,

lots of reading,

went to an art exhibit,

and had a smoothie,

in lovely company.

Sat on a park bench,

looking up at the sky.

I’ve done a lot of resting,

my body and mind,

these three days.

After the move,

which was the culmination,

of months culling, giving, packing,

I got into my new place.

I am so happy here.

It has also made me wonder,

really wonder,

what the hell it is I want,

from my life?

I want peace,

I want growth,

I want to avoid,


I want to avoid,


they will happen,

of course,

that’s life,


But, I want calm mornings,

with my smoothie,

looking out on the tree,

the flower beds bellow,

the cat asleep in his chair.

I want time to think,

I want time to read,

to get ready for my week,

planning, working, helping.

I want my life,

my choices,

shared with friends,

with people I love.

I want to do things,

because I want to,

I don’t mean not fulfill,

my responsiblities,

I am a responsible person,

but, they need to be mine,

not those of others.

I believe that is what I want.

Peace and quiet and open air,

apparently they wait for us,


Have a great week, you all.

Later girls,


By Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my mid early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream


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