It’s amazing how quickly time passes. Although I’d like to say that’s a good thing in some cases, for the most part, I’d rather it didn’t. There has to be a balance between wanting a phase in one’s life to come to a conclusion and simply embracing it. In the last many months, I think…
Tag: Thinking
Wednesdays and Looking Forward
It’s Wednesday and I’m nearly wordless. Nearly wordless for someone like me is about as quiet as I get. I’m tired. It’s odd that with acceptance, energy is devoted nearly 100 % to doing what one has to do. Evenings are when I look forward to sinking into my couch and watching inane shows on…
Coherence?
I shouldn’t be writing now. I definitely shouldn’t be writing this right now. I’ve just put in a nice 12-hour day and if I want to sound coherent, then I should have some time to collect my thoughts. Unfortunately there are too many wanting to crowd the space on this page, urging me to put…
Still here after all this time.
It’s cold here today — even more so than it normally is in the spring. The clouds are indiscernible, resembling more of a blanket cast over our heads. There was drizzle on the patio this afternoon as well, and I willingly pulled a thick sweatshirt over my head wishing I had an excellent book to…
Thinking with asterisks
William Zinsser says, “To write well about your life you only have to be true to yourself.” I knew that. It doesn’t make it easier to choose to delve into something I don’t feel like delving into, however, and I recognize all the signs of avoidance — like grabbing my broom to rid the stairs…
Being Thirteen
I was ugly when I was thirteen. I don’t remember if I thought so then, but sorting through old photos proves it: I went from innocent beauty to zit-ridden adolescent in three short years. Add chubby to that as well, and the image is complete. It was no wonder that Peter McClueless didn’t know I…