It isn’t the rain that signals a change of seasons here. The semi-constant rain cleanses and renews but it doesn’t mark change. Nor does the blinding sun, which seems to come more in the dead of winter. It seems determined to blind us more than to hold back the chill in the air. The seasons … Continue reading the season
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perfect excuse for a little black dress…
Over the weekend I stopped by WordCamp Portland for a few hours. I went in to do an interview, as asked by our intrepid organizers, and while I was there took the opportunity to catch some of the content and reconnect with some friends I hadn't seen in a while. In one of those catching … Continue reading perfect excuse for a little black dress…
let me tell you a story…
I know I know. I'm always telling you stories. Each post here contains some twisted bit of insight into my mind or life. These pages are riddled with stories. Tales I've felt compelled to tell. Things I've wanted to open up about. Moments I've felt needed to be shared with the world. Sometimes it's because … Continue reading let me tell you a story…
it’s a poem… just deal with it
For the most part my resurgence in posting as of late is just me diving back into myself. Allowing me a chance to be me for a while and to work with something I love. Words. My love affair with words started when I was young. Very young. When my older brother started reading I … Continue reading it’s a poem… just deal with it
a technicality…
It's not yet midnight here on the West-coast. It's not even close to midnight actually. Prime time TV is still on. At least I think it is... they still call it prime time don't they? Hell I don't know. I don't watch TV, I have internets. Whatever. That's neither here nor there. What is both … Continue reading a technicality…
an underlying issue
You know what we haven't talked about in a while babies? Underwear. That's right. Undies. Panties. Undergarments. They're a big deal. A really big deal. They're a fundamental part of your everyday life, whether you think about them or not. Wait, do you think about them? Is that just me? Do you have any idea … Continue reading an underlying issue
little sleeps
Every night has the same routine. That doesn't mean that every night is the same. They all have their own special set of circumstances. A different set of challenges. Conversations. A new story to read or a new chapter to begin. The pjs change. Sometimes the cats curl up at the foot of her bed. … Continue reading little sleeps
time
Time is such a slippery commodity. It's not measurable in advance with any certainty but the increments we leave behind are solid, accounted for down to the microsecond on the clock of life. Each moment changing, evolving, forming us as we continue on our paths. But there is no universal scale with which to weigh … Continue reading time
long story
It was nearly 3 years ago that I decided, not for the first time in my life, to chop off most of my hair. It's been long, short and half shaved. Blond, black, red, white, purple and burgundy. The one constant with my hair since the age of 14 has been change. But when I … Continue reading long story
wishing for rain…
My mornings start relatively early. With the blare of my alarm. A cloud of confused thought as I fall out of a dream. The stretching of muscles and the cool soft fabric of my sheets on my toes as I reach with them for a part of the bed my skin hasn't warmed. Oh and … Continue reading wishing for rain…
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