When I was a teenager I totally identified as a goth. And it made sense. I was pale from hiding inside from the California sunshine, favored all-black clothes, and loved writing depressing poetry dripping with blood and tears. But the truth is, as I sit here evaluating all the little quirks and blips on my … Continue reading uniform for life…
whatevery-seven
It’s 12:57 am on Friday, March 8, 2024, and I’m sitting in bed. My partner is snoozing softly next to me. Our old cat is snore-purring at the foot of the bed. The stoic face of Keanu Reeves as Neo in The Matrix is on the TV screen. He’s just learned Kung Fu. Ordinarily, I … Continue reading whatevery-seven
strive for twice and sometimes settle for once…
It’s 1:32 in the afternoon and I’m sitting on my family room sectional. Spike is curled contentedly in my lap. A fly that was just buzzing around my head sits perched in a sunbeam on the back of the sectional. It’s twiddling its front two legs. If only I understood the fly sign language. I'm … Continue reading strive for twice and sometimes settle for once…
don’t stop me now…
I wasn't having a very good day on Friday. I don't think I was having a bad day, especially as compared with some others. But it wasn't a very good day. It was Friday morning and I was trying NOT to have the same roller coaster of feelings I'd had the day before. Thursday was … Continue reading don’t stop me now…
life in stereo…
It’s 8:59 pm and I’m sitting on the couch in the tv room. I’m not watching tv, I am listening to The Cure. I have it playing on the “upstairs” group so I can hear it as I wander through the rooms. It’s the kind of thing I’d dreamed of when I was a kid. … Continue reading life in stereo…
maximum effort…
It’s 1:58 pm and I’m on the sectional in our family room. I’ve been sitting here writing for about 30 minutes, but 5 minutes ago my cat came into the room. He took one look at me sitting here with my laptop coming up with words. Guiding them into sentences. Actually focused for the first … Continue reading maximum effort…
it’s a nice day for a light jacket…
It’s 1:33 pm, and I’m sitting with my cat on the TV room couch. Some awful supernatural television show is playing in the background to comfort my nerves. Not because I like where it went, but because I watched it so many times that its episodes feel like home. Today is the first full day … Continue reading it’s a nice day for a light jacket…
the weight of wait…
It’s 11:46 pm and I’m curled up in bed. My partner with his single pillow snores softly next to me. I imagine him reading this entry and challenging the volume of his snore… So if that’s the case let me assure you, baby, it’s a low rumble. More like a purr than a snort. As … Continue reading the weight of wait…
playtime… but make it a podcast
When I was little, I played by myself a lot. I also played with neighbor kids. My cousins, too, when I was lucky. Our cats and dogs. Shrubbery. Trees... Birch in particular. My stuffed animals, dolls, and action figures. As a child, I deeply valued free creative playtime. The places I most fondly remember playing … Continue reading playtime… but make it a podcast
arts and crafts time…
At the beginning of the first wave of the global pandemic, we remain currently ensconced in, I was doing some cleaning out of my closet. And I found, at that time, what I could probably have found at any time over the last 25 years. T-shirts. Lots and lots of t-shirts. Conference t-shirts, startup t-shirts, … Continue reading arts and crafts time…
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