Wednesday, July 9, 2025

Wayless

Stuck, like a Tesla on autopilot—
Red light says halt, green light says go.
But here I am, motionless,
while life speeds past in every lane.

It’s not that I fear the road ahead—
it’s the which way that undoes me.
So many paths, each with a shadow of what if,
so many turns that might be wrong.

I ache to move, yet freeze instead—
not out of laziness, but the weight of choice.
And still, I know:
Standing still might be the greatest wrong of all.

Sunday, August 18, 2024

ALL DAY LONG!

After eating a ton of seafood and playing games, we sang the infamous Wenzel birthday song to GaGa... this time with only one extra verse. 


"Because...It's your birthday day, it's your birthday-day, it's your birthday-day all day long!

Unfortunately, I didn't have much space on my phone, so I didn't capture many memories. Next year, she'll be another year older, and I'll be sure to capture many more happy memories.