DISCLAIMER: I am okay. I am posting this as a glimpse into depression. This is one day. Not every day.…
Chaos & Growth: An Auspicious Anniversary
In short order it will be the anniversary of “leaving.” I left my former home (and by extension, my second…
Welcome Home: A New Space
I shuffle around this new space, feeling it both too small and too large at times. Too small because I’d…
Moon Jelly Tide
A few days ago, we walked the beach on a cool, cloudy day. Moon jellies lay splattered about every fifty…
Busyhead: Anxiety as a symptom of grief
My head is full of bees. Thoughts hum constantly and without direction. Grief has been the strangest animal for me.…
Lost Art
These things cloud my head (with my permission) like a perpetual flu. If I were an addict, I could blame drugs or booze, but my addictions are the 3 x 5 screen in my hand and the constant reexamination of pain and rage. Better to binge on pixels and past hurts than to leave the chasm in my brain agape because I simply can’t properly fill it.
Islands:
When my husband and I bought our first home, it was with the conviction that it was our last home.…
My 99-Cent Novel. How I Feel About Seeing my Book on the Discount Rack.
Bless you for your wisdom, Chacón.
Cyclones and Cycles: Letting Go of Stuff
Hurricane Harvey has come and gone leaving the Flood from Hell in his wake. I feel not one bit qualified…
Harvey (Not the Big Invisible Rabbit)
Hurricane Harvey is on his way. Oh, he was supposed to be just a little tropical storm. A “rain event.”…