“my older sister buys my clothes”

Erica doesn’t much care about what she wears as long as it doesn’t itch.  Her sister tired of her wearing the same black stretch pants and men’s sweaters, so she became her personal shopper.  Meaghan has good “fashion sense” and calls herself a “fashionista”.  Erica thinks the terms sound asinine Read more…

tripping

It’s a trip. It’s a gas. It’s a revelation. I’m halfway through my solo road trip across the country.  It’s a banquet of experiences and I’m gorging myself silly.  There’s much to digest but too much to share at my quick nightly stops.  There are multiple stories happening every day, Read more…

my voice

So many voices. So many voices inside my head that when I was ten I worried I’d inherited the crazy gene.  I had heard the stories about the crazy aunt in Jamaica.  I had my own memories of her, so faded I had to squint to remember but the craziness was Read more…

no hurry, no worry

I’m always worried.  I worry about all sorts of things from personal finances to the global economic crisis; from my health to the impending doom of the planet’s destruction.  I’m trying to cure myself of this habit but I’m genetically inclined.  My mother was a worrier and her mother before Read more…