And many a night, most nights, after the bell rang, the whistle blew,

after #feeling punched in stomach and punching out,

yabba dabba doo - back to #college we went.

Run don’t walk.

Crank the tunes in the red CRX.

Let’s go.

#Writing #WritingPrompts #whistpr #amwriting

If something happens to - a company car, a ding, a dent, a bumper falls off.

Oh well, what the hell.

Company cars, stuff happens.

It’s business, right?

#Writing #WritingPrompts #whistpr #justbusiness

Crush eggshells into compost.

Shine light on compost - shit grows.

Stuff sprouts.

Aim light and truth at wrong.

Catalyst.

Stuff happens.

New life. Renewed life. 

Growth. Satisfaction. Joy. Sustenance.

Go at the #eggshells. Grind the fuckers.

#Writing #WritingPrompts #whistpr

No oxygen anywhere. Raw horror.

I want to scream and call out.

But nothing.

Like dry heaves. Silence.

I am in a vacuum. No sound, void, pure zero.

Nothing will,

nothing can come out.

#Dreams #Writing #WritingPrompts #whistpr

Taylor and Travis, sitting in a tree. Love, love, love. What's NOT to love? Enjoy the show. touchstones.substack.com/p/love

touchstones.substack.com/p/remember

Give the dog a bone.