By Jefferson Davis, on August 8th, 2010%
I wrote this wee poem back in late 2008 when things were not so grand in the land of Davis. I found it today by accident while perusing one of my backup drives. It speaks for itself, I think.
I have watched a myriad Of red and green lights . . . → Read More: Literal City
By Jefferson Davis, on March 7th, 2010%
I lay in a deep slumber after a week of travelling and an arduous workload.
buzz….Ring….buzz…Ring….Ring
I awake to a fuzzy and out of focus bedroom with moonlight still filtering through the curtains. An eerie tune pierces my subconscious, as I glance over to find my mobile vibrating across the bedside table. I go to grab it . . . → Read More: Daring Moonbeams
By Jefferson Davis, on October 21st, 2009%
Tuesday evening, I decided to go up to my grandfathers house up in the mountains. I hadn’t been up there since he died back in 1998. I honestly didn’t think I could find the place, but I went anyway for the adventure and brief jaunt down memory lane.
I remember that it was 117 fence post to . . . → Read More: Davis’
By Jefferson Davis, on July 31st, 2009%
I’ve been having a rough go at it this last year. It was a year ago today that I quit my job and started making plans to leave the states. Plans don’t always come to fruition. In a way this was a good thing. I learned from my mistakes and will not make them again.
2009 . . . → Read More: To Blog?
By Jefferson Davis, on May 7th, 2009%