Moleskine Madness...C Notes!

It was because she was the queen that he had to find her toes among  the empty soda bottles that filled the long corridors of the old school house. He removed his pants and stood a foot higher than usual in spite of the red ants that had become a nuisance in stylish expensive suits that they bought off the rack. Then the sea waves spent upon the long nose of the lions that hid in the queens pantry and cried "No! The chickens have more gold than we do!" and he was not deterred. It was as he knew it would be. Only the essence of the toed could be found in the message lost. The queen smiled and went to the gravy. She was no longer fat and happy only lonely and confused by limes and pumps.

Have a fastidious Tuesday!

Moleskine Madness...Hoppy Bunday!

Have a fantastic Easter Sunday!

Moleskine Madness...Lace Needles!

In the old car there was a small duende  that lived quietly under the rear seat. It enjoyed the warmth of the children as they sat above her and giggled to their jokes and riddles. She loved the packages and bags that were heaped into the car during shopping trips. The smells, the sights, the love of new places on vacations excited her. Then the family became older. The children grew. The car became a hand me down. It went to college. It went to Europe. When it finally returned home; it went to the junk yard. Since the duende was never seen or heard. No one knew that she was there.

To this day, she still is.

Have a spiky Sunday!

Moleskine Madness...Karaoke Kisses!

Tuesday was the karaoke night. Everyone in the office went. Jeff enjoyed watching but, never had the nerve to get up on the stage and actually belt out his favorite song. Cheryl never had that problem. She was a karaoke diva. Whitney, Mariah, and Gwen were all part of her repertoire. At work Cheryl answered phones. Here at the sushi bar, she was Queen B. Jeff was always, just Jeff. 

Have a tootling Tuesday!

Moleskine Madness...Magic Seller!

It was the midst of the old time when things were much more simpler. 

The magic was easy to come by and it would flow through the towns and cities.

It was the day when Olna met Time.

This is when the two paths became one and the story would begin.

When the magic became science and fairy tales became history. 

Have a meaningful Monday!

Moleskine Madness...Trapped Chance!

It was three and the post box was empty. The cat paced in a ballet of overfed tuna trance by the door. Where was the brutal bag of hearts? She had left it somewhere long ago in the house. She couldn't find it now. It was curious that she thought about it. Only one heart mattered to her. The one that she couldn't have. That was never in the bag. Like the others had been. Broken and in pieces. That heart was still whole. Still beating. Out there. Outside beyond the post box.

Have a wicked Wednesday!

Moleskine Madness...New Toes!

If there was such a thing as fate it never made itself known to him.

That the two should cross paths was only an accident. It didn't need a guiding force.

The feelings were real and special to him. If it wasn't to her; he could live with it.

It would be just that. Only living. 

Have  a mellifluous Monday!