Author C. B. Dixon
Books. Life. Wonder.
Tag: travel
With Notebook and pen, I am Alone
I was sent away to relax on my own. I enjoy the solitude and time to reconnect with myself. With my notebook and pen. I am an artist painting with words. Describing the stillness as it unfolds before me.
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Bus Note.
I stood and waited for the bus downtown Victoria while I listen to Through the Looking Glass by Lewis Carroll. I realized that no one knows what I’m giggling about while Tweetledee and Tweetledum go on about their nonsense. Bundled up, protected from the… Continue Reading “Bus Note.”
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Dear Steering Wheel,
Dear Steering Wheel, Whenever I need you, you’re there. Whenever I sing to you, you never complain. And whenever I need someone to listen, you never interrupt. You’re a wonderful friend, thank you. Steering Wheel, you’ve never let me down in my time of… Continue Reading “Dear Steering Wheel,”
