Jammin The Blues
“The blues, to me, is like, being very sad, very sick…or in the church, being very happy. There’s two kinds of blues: there’s happy blues, and there’s sad blues. I don’t think I ever sing the same way twice. I don’t... [Read more]
Tarmac Meditations # 23 – Just Go
Michael Lebowitz reflects on running, recovery and life in the popular Tarmac Meditations series of diary entries. [Read more]
Moving Day
When marriages break up, what do we take with us and what do we leave behind? Is it too little? Is it ever enough? Michael Lebowitz offers up his moving day list. [Read more]
Buying Flowers
An investigator looking for lost love and dreams buys flowers for a woman he is involved with, but the relationship has already begun to wilt. [Read more]
Happy Birthday, Traci
According to Sean the whole island is going to be there. It will be the last chance for the locals to party together before the summer tourist weekend crowd gets there. Traci, the birthday girl will be putting on her usual show. She can be surprisingly... [Read more]
Tip on a Dead Junkie
I figured it was safer in the open. Dopers have an amazing calculus when they’re out of dope, when the sickness is on them, knowing that they need something now. I always believed the romance that junkies were fallen angels, had danced the Nutcracker, were just down on their luck, a day or two away from getting their “shit” together. Mostly though, they stole my wallet and my drugs and then they helped me look for them. [Read more]
Tarmac Meditations #22 — Into the Silence
A runner discovers that the sounds of the early morning in the rain beat out any iPod playlist. [Read more]
Tarmac Meditations #21 — Ultra
A runner trains for two long runs, back to back, and contemplates the sanity of "the ultra". [Read more]
Tarmac Meditations #20 — Alone Together
Runner, writer and photographer Michael Lebowitz reflects that what each of us does alone brings us together, binds us to one another, makes us whole. [Read more]
Tarmac Meditations #18 — Sigh
June 13, 2010 Sat down fixin’ to work this morning. Things to write. Put Billy Joe Shaver on the box and got after it. Pretty soon I’m leanin’ back in my chair, feet up on the desk, eyes closed. Ain’t no words comin’ from... [Read more]
















