Mark Phillips' Pages: Workbook: March 2021

Workbook: March, 2021

March 31, 2021: My friends at Sunset Cliffs.
March 30, 2021: This time he's driving the tractor.
March 29, 2021: I have no photos of that apartment.
March 28, 2021: His prints are more than interesting.
March 27, 2021: For me, Montana was boredom and mosquitos.
March 26, 2021: Aug 67.
March 25, 2021: Body shaming.
March 24, 2021: "The Faith".
March 23, 2021: Sunrise, Great Falls.
March 22, 2021: Cake envy.
March 21, 2021: I found Jacob Lawrence on Haight Street...
March 20, 2021: "The first thing she said when I mentioned your name was, 'Is he still painfully skinny?'"
March 19, 2021: She lost that friend.
March 18, 2021: Five or six years later that same friend introduced us.
March 17, 2021: It was her friend's car.
March 16, 2021: Time change.
March 15, 2021: Narcissist know-it-alls who don't.
March 14, 2021: It was exciting to drive from my house in Salinas down to Santa Barbara for study group with friends.
March 13, 2021: He gave up the bicycle for contact lenses.
March 12, 2021: Quietly, sure of his ground, he traversed the dismal fields.
March 11, 2021: Why? They shine in the dark, perhaps, the tips.
March 10, 2021: A heap of broken images.
March 9, 2021: I loved this weather so much.
March 8, 2021: I hold on to certain objects because they're associated with places or with people I've lost.
March 7, 2021: An ex made the interesting suggestion:
March 6, 2021: One San Diego tradition I have not missed is: tailgating.
March 5, 2021: She loved Godiva.
March 4, 2021: The truth is I was afraid of her.
March 3, 2021: "I've become an old lady!"...
March 2, 2021: It's not until Chualar that I feel the trip begins.
March 1, 2021: Beyond the clever pop satire and brilliant dialog...