With rain in the forecast and a fitful night of sleep I probably should have stayed in bed. I reach over and touch my phone to see the time, just as the train whistle is sounding down in the Auburn valley. 3:31 am. That’s a full half hour before my already early alarm, but I’m… Continue reading The Real Patriarchy
As I begin the long, tedious process of clearing space in our house, I find myself lingering in memory. So many things saved as reminders. Touchstones to a place and/or time in the past. That’s really why we end up with so much “stuff” isn’t it ? My saving things has never been about their … Continue reading Clearing Space
I need to stop looking over your flaws like they’re tea on a menu that serves coffee —Jade Homa
I am absolutely drunk on this day. All of it. Not the sloppy kind of drunk where you overshare and have regrets the next day. No, I mean drunk like a soft buzz. Where colors are brighter and the world seems incredibly tolerable, if only in the moment. Drunk with the newness of it. Drunk… Continue reading Drunk On All Of It
Under billowy clouds, I limped through my route yesterday. I’m having an RA flare in which my toes, especially on my left foot, feel broken. It is painful to take a full stride and my usual gait has been altered as I catch myself walking on the side of my foot to avoid full contact… Continue reading Less is More
