The Gonzo Wolf

I came to my senses in the middle of a journey. I boiled the kettle to make an event of it all.

Earl Grey in my chilly living room with my Bombay Black Cat perched beside me. I’ve paralleled these tracks a hundred times.

Do I miss road life? Absolutely not.

I do long for the desert, though. The railroads built The West, so its no secret why I link them.

Tea at two, just me, my furry girl, and the desolate beauty of Interstate 40.

Aliens and rattlesnakes have great taste in scenery…