Good Days

Three lines for the days that don't ask anything of you — they just flow.

A haiku. Some days don’t need analysis.

Lost in the beauty of it all

With not a care in the world

Like river streams, it flows; Good Days

The good days don’t announce themselves. They just happen. The work is mostly noticing them while they’re happening, instead of after.

— JTC

Stay close to the words.

New verses, twice a month. No spam — just words built to linger.