The Inner Monologue Of An Everyday Man

Written as a stream of consciousness.
These were my thoughts as I had them today.

Wednesday . . . Thank God, the week is almost over.

“Take a deep breath.”

I got this

Standing on Franklin—waiting for a morning bus into the city, I watching gray morning clouds drift across the top of Harriman Mountain. The trees on the mountain have all become green, which makes for a pretty contrast beneath the gray rainy sky and the strands of long, cotton like clouds that drift by.

Spring . . .

I am at a moment where time Continue reading

And The Band Played On

I went to a show last night

Madison Square Garden, May 2, 2016

The voices from the crowd were loud and all sung together in unison. There was nothing ugly or beautiful—there was only music.
There was only love, which was a love that was so great, literally thousands of people stood with their arms raised in the flash of brilliantly colorful lights. Thousands of people screamed their Continue reading

From The Book of Firsts: Sex and Lap Dances

I was a salesman at the time. I was a 21 year-old in a suit and tie and carrying a briefcase. My industry was tough and rejection was all too common. At best, my love life was complicated and my need for female attention was at high demand. It was mid-day and the warmth of summer had nearly vanished. The autumn winds of October were cool, but the city was still warm enough to allow for lighter clothing.

I was a young man in New York City. I was tired of bad sales calls and Continue reading