The other morning, just before waking, I had a strange, potent, boring, unusual dream. I'll skip all the parts about finding out that my grandparents had separately faked their own deaths and opened a bookstore with a courtyard and duplex out back. And the part where my grandfather asked me to come and clean out … Continue reading I have no idea what’s going on…
Waking. Air was moving as the fan gently pressed my sheets against me but the world felt still. I have to go in for an exam and some blood work today. All normal stuff. But it always sets my nerves on edge. So I checked my phone notifications. Listened to my stomach growl. Looked at … Continue reading modern visitation…
Cut in on our hapless heroine. Curled up in bed furiously typing with her thumbs on the illuminated screen of her phone. The room is dark but from the glow at the edge of the black curtains we can see morning light penetrating her dim purgatory. Her bedroom acts as a holding cell keeping her … Continue reading held captive in dark comedy…
I don't mourn well. I don't know what to do with my hands. If I should say something or remain silent. If it's okay to laugh at a joke. I don't know what to do with myself amidst a heavy cloud of grief. Should I just let the tide wash over me and carry me … Continue reading finding words where there aren’t any…
George Carlin is dead.Through the years he was an amazing source of both thought provoking and laugh inducing distraction.He'll live on in my heart, mind and funny bone forever...
K is five now so her concerns have become more adult, more real, more life experience related. With kindergarten coming at her in a scant 6 months she's turned her mind to math and educational devices. What kind of educational devices you may wonder? Workbooks? Calculators? Flash cards? An Abacus?No. Too simple. Too linear. Too … Continue reading fun with math…
