Last Saturday I took one last look at my blog list before turning in early. All day I had a splitting headache; time to give it up until morning. At night, though, I enjoy taking a peek at blogs across the world, where it already is tomorrow.
Windsmoke posted, a disturbing Goodbye. His haiku sometimes is sad, sometimes final; people josh him and he is right back with his riddles. But Saturday was goodbye until we meet again, in the afterlife.
My God, Australia is big; I don’t know many of us there, and those I do live a state or two away. And we don’t even know his name. Windsmoke, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. “Hello, 911, please send someone to check on Windsmoke.”
If you know him, please leave a note there or here. Did he join a monastery, or the universe?