But this is where I landed. I am an obtuse fraction I am a slow burn I am happy feet I am my mother's tears I am my father's hope I am my husband's desire. I am a false start... Read more →

It's been awhile since we had Sunday around here. Wait, Sunday always happens, right? Maybe I should call up Tom Robbins and ask his opinion about time (I'm working my way through all of his books again; it's been long... Read more →

I have no experience with, um, what do we call them now? Behavioral Modification Centers (psych hospitals). I have a lot of negative connotation though some of it real (maybe?) and some of it not so real (maybe?) and we... Read more →

I'm going to look at fear tonight. By and large, I am not a fearful person. I might be technically afraid of something, I might shy away or back off but I am not fearful. I do not lay awake... Read more →