What is Your Comment, Please?

In my last blog piece, I considered calling Trump (referred to only as #45) as part of an effort to feel less frustrated as an American, watching the daily madness created by him and his administration. So, this afternoon, I did. At first I called the White House Comments Line at 202.456.1111, which answers automatically. […]

A Frustrated American ~ and My Freedom of Speech

Maybe not the biggest problem, it would seem these days, but one really big problem that we face is the ease (read: need to self-preserve some sense of sanity) in which we fall into a sense of complacency due to the fact that every day we see, read and hear (no matter how we may […]

How Fibromyalgia May Ruin My Job at the Gym

Denial, and maybe subconscious pride, kept me from admitting (during the interview process) that my Fibromyalgia would prevent me from performing, what is, for seemingly everyone else, a reasonably easy job at my local gym, where I have been regularly working out for years. I didn’t lie, I just didn’t really consider the physicality of […]

Timelessness— Fear & Freedom

We think in terms of time— Always and forever. This minute and for twenty-four hours of the day. In the past, too. We ask ‘how much time do we have?’ ‘how long will it take?’ and the simplest, ‘what time is it, now?’ We act based on the structure of time— ‘a 9 A.M. meeting,’ ‘next month’s re-inspection […]

Cornered, I let my arms drop…

Cornered, I let my bare arms drop to my sides. He leans in close with his pasty white, sweaty face. I smell the sickly sweet stench of his rancid breath as he hovers within an inch of my eyebrows. He reaches for my neck, but I crouch down and squeeze past him, my legs scraping […]

Little Streams of Consciousness

I cleared some cobwebs and found my pen. ~ ~ ~ Contrary to public opinion, the hare raises no tail.  She prefers to count on her floppy ears for balance as she sets across the fallen tree spanning the width of the trickling creek.  It’s rained every chance the clouds have had of emptying their […]

Pictures & Portraits

I’ve just begun reading The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, somehow having missed reading it when working toward a Bachelor of Arts degree in English, just a few years ago.  They say timing is everything, and as I’ve written before, I believe in my first blog post, I always seem to find some […]

A Short Note On Reading Alice

A Short Note On Reading Alice Even as an English major, I don’t think I have ever read Alice in Wonderland.  Maybe as a child. Maybe my mom read some or all of it to me. Maybe I had one of those child classics books. Maybe I had to have, as I have always known […]

Ageless Leftovers

Leftovers for dinner.  Although maybe he’ll make a marinara sauce for some fresh pasta. Not fresh, as in home made. Fresh, as in not part of the leftovers. Yeah, still working on these leftovers from bring-in birthday dinner. Not too much made in the way of a Happy Birthday.  Eh, maybe the day before. Friends […]

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