groovin’ for Monday

10/10/2021 0 By BuddyCushman

on a Sunday afternoon, Starbucks patio, they closed early, not enough staff. Internet completely broken in rented room, cannot post on the laptop here, won’t let me, on phone now with early extra San Marcos kids shift tomorrow, time racing toward Encinitas ending, there may be a chance or two for a new home this week, boogie boarding an hour ago, the kid so-so at best.

I want to say everything is broken. Like Dylan sings it. But it ain’t. These are just these times.

And every so often, from the corner of my eye, I see the mischievous cat. Goofy grin and all.