Month: May 2020
The Mystery of Death
“The mystery of death, the riddle of how you could speak to someone and see them every day and then never again, was so impossible to fathom that of course we kept trying to figure it out, even when we were unconscious.” ―Francine Prose
Is It Caturday AGAIN?!
How are YOUR cats doing? I've got one who officially growls at the mailman (She's waiting for her stimulus check. 😉 and I am under strict cat surveillance 24/7 in case I do something more interesting than the neighbors. I suspect they use Tumblr to gossip about me. 😉
Essential Appointments
Today, I went to an essential appointment with my headache specialist. Not surprisingly, she acted like nothing ever happened via phone between us. This month is my two year mark as one of her patients, and aside from a few appointments where she actually knew my name, and my medical reasons for seeing her, this … Continue reading Essential Appointments
We Rest…
“We rest; a dream has power to poison sleep. We rise; one wand'ring thought pollutes the day. We feel, conceive, or reason; laugh or weep, Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away; It is the same: for, be it joy or sorrow, The path of its departure still is free. Man's yesterday may ne'er … Continue reading We Rest…
Written by LISA MARINO-Molchanova 