I struggle to exist in space with other people. I understand what’s happening around me. The shape of the room. The dynamics. The unspoken tensions. I can observe a situation with almost clinical clarity. As long as I’m not part of it. The moment I factor into the equation, my grip loosens. It’s like I … Continue reading blending…
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all I wanted was a cup of coffee…
You know that foggy fuzzy state your brain can succumb to when you've been on the go for weeks on end. Traveling, working, family issues, cat hairballs. These things can make the most collected person tired. I would go so far as to say zombie-like. This was just the case yesterday morning when I finally … Continue reading all I wanted was a cup of coffee…