Can I share something with you? I woke up a bit anxious today. There is much going on nationally that impacts my day-to-day work and I’m getting ready for several trips while I still have a ton of work to do. Typical 21st century anxiety. I’m not really […]
I will always extol the awesomeness of my son. I find him charming, funny and squeezable. Which is quite funny considering that for a big part of the early years of life I did not want kids. But him, him I adore with all my might. […]
Let me get one thing straight right off the bat. I am a very superstitious person. Actually, let me get two things straight right off the bat. Besides being superstitious, I also tend to completely mangle song lyrics and sayings. For instance, instead of saying “the train has […]
My mom was a simple girl. She had simple dreams of pie, coffee and her girls living a good life. She wrote poems and songs, and played pranks on us. I have carried on her traditions. To my family I had grand dreams. I had dream dreams. They […]
I peered through the window Caught a yellow light I longed to stand in its warmth Caught a wave of nostalgia I borrowed deeply-sold feelings Caught a glimpse of fake perfection I wanted to feel the imitation life Caught a case of the reality blues I smelled the […]
Considering the ubiquitous nature of cameras (well through cellphones and the like) it is amazing in a way how not many people really look at each other. Like really look. What color of eyes does your boss have? Do you really know or you can just make a […]
Some people when they write utilize an outline, are orderly writing from introduction to conclusion. I suppose I used to be that way a long time ago. I mean a long time ago. That’s how we are taught to write in school. How boring. I wrote a novel […]
It’s coming It’s swelling up from within It will seep through the pores The hubris gangrene The bitterness sweet The sadness calming There is no joy In what’s to come But come it must The storm is coming Take no shelter For there is no hiding Face the reality […]
Many moons ago I learned to play the clarinet. It’s not a bad instrument. It’s great for jazz. But I wasn’t into jazz at that point in time. Plus, I was asthmatic. Blowing into the clarinet left me winded. What had I been thinking? I played it for […]
She hurriedly got off the plane, exchanged her currency and hailed a taxi. She had never been so excited in her life. The cab dropped her off and she saw the bike. It was still there. No one knew of its power. She rushed over and unchained it. […]
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