The other day as I was walking through my neighborhood on my daily jaunt of exercise, I began thinking of all the little stories of this life. Little snippets of the timeline we're currently traversing. I got home, sat at the computer and began typing. I try to type something each week. So far I have five pages, but that's only really about 13 quick tales, but it's something to start with and if I actually publish this I guess it'll keep me honest and I'll have to write something ;)
Okay, here it goes:
if you've ever driven up to Love Circle just so you could gaze at the city scape of downtown Nashville and light extra long sparklers in the night sky, only to begin dancing to some Rusted Root with pyrotechnics in each hand twirling and swaying then finding yourself losing your balance and rolling down the hill with flaming sparks through dry brush and tree limbs while your partner is running after you yelling, "What are you doing? Are you okay? Jesus, you're going to start a fire." You may have traveled through Luckytown.