my settings are off. there’s been a universal shift, imperceptible to the eye. random passersby are oblivious. even acquaintances remain unknowing until i verbalize the details in answer to “what’s new?”. is it still new? it’s three wednesdays since his last breath. is that a lot of time Read more…
Can I have another? It’s a holiday week – it begins with Canada’s birthday and the middle is all about American independence. I’m up in bucolic Land o’ Lakes territory at a friend’s cottage, escaping the relentless but well meaning condolences. I’m grateful for every single one, but each one Read more…
Darkness metastasized. Bring more Light. This is an S.O.S. telegram. This is a prayer. This is an order. This could be an affirmation. Or a reminder – a Post-it™ for life. It is hard to see in the dark. That is philosophically self-evident. my shout-out to Julian Barnes. I’m trying Read more…
I’m sitting on my tailbone, legs splayed, face slack with boredom, but my cells are taught and prepared. I’m holding my breath ever so slightly wondering what the first line will be. Am I going to say it? Is it going to come from her? All I know is that I am Read more…
No Wednesday post! Again?! The middle of this week was stuffed to capacity, an overflowing of sloppy joe guts in this week’s life sandwich. And the recipe didn’t allow for sides like blogging. It was an interesting day with the voices. They were a chorus of ‘shoulds’. The sane option Read more…
She came into my room with some socks she found in the dryer. She stopped short, taking in the changes in the room. “I needed to change something,” I explained. She looked down at me sitting on the rug and I could see I made absolutely no sense. It was Read more…
It took a long time to wake up this morning which is a drag because I got up early. Even a brisk walk with the dog couldn’t clear my head. Even while getting through the day’s tasks, I’ve been chewing on the same cud of a question all morning. “is Read more…
Call me Ishmael. (Moby Dick) I am an invisible man. (Ralph Ellison) It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was a the age of foolishness, … (A Tale of Two Cities) Not all great books Read more…