What was she to believe? Her own eyes? Her own words? She kept going through the day over and over again. “Tell me the truth.” Was there a truth, she wondered. Apparently there are no realities. She had left home feeling ecstatic or so she was led to […]
Everyone in the neighborhood knew her as the lady with the shopping cart. Everywhere and anytime she could be found with it. Her idea was that one never would know when you needed to carry stuff that was just to much to bear. It seemed too close […]
He always wondered what had been so special about Alice. Why her? What did she have that others didn’t? Namely him? He had always been friends with white rabbits. He had a natural way with them and they trusted him unequivocally. He would never had needed post-its […]
He has always been stubborn. He was born that way. He came into the world and refused to be soothed or calmed down. His poor mother didn’t have another child thereafter despite her love of big families. He grew up to be a bully that ran a […]
She didn’t have many toys growing up. She had a broken doll and a calculator. It was a bit nerdy to consider a calculator a toy, but it was in her world. Her friends would come to play with the calculator. They would set it to […]
The other day a new friend, a colleague, was driving me from the airport and we had to cross a bridge. She hesitated in her speech, looking flustered. She then revved up the car. She turned to me and noted she hated bridges. Rather, she hated driving […]
She sat in the cabin listening to the cracking and crackling window. Soon enough the windows would shatter and shutter. No need to pretend that the pain was both real and surreal. And so was the duality of life. A rose dripping in blood would be […]
Have you ever tried to look at yourself in the mirror and speak the truth? Tell the mirror your insecurities? Tell the mirror your fears? Tell the mirror how you wish you could be? I’m not talking about a Snow White interaction with the mirror. I’m […]
I’ve got a rant today. It is not a major rant. I just had to get a couple of things off my shoulder. It is Friday, afterall, and we are working for the weekend. Need to ventilate. Here is my rant. No one uses the word “couple” […]
Her eyes were tightly closed and moving quickly in different directions. This is where she spent about 20% of her time, as did most adults. However, she wanted to spend more like 50% of her time just like when she was a baby. Those must have been […]
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