Saturdays

Hanging By A Very Fine Thread

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I think what little is left of my sanity snapped Thursday afternoon when I received word that my brother will likely need open heart surgery, providing he is a viable candidate. If that is not an option, he will require a heart transplant. These are the kinds of words that make you want to sink … Continue reading Hanging By A Very Fine Thread

As A Direct Result

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I've decided that today is going to be a work-free day. I went to bed this morning sick as a dog. I suspect my brief time out yesterday affected me more severely than it ought to. Within a few hours of coming home, I got my fourth migraine of the week. I took a brief … Continue reading As A Direct Result

It’s Okay To Take It Easy

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I intended to get some work done today. I am doing an editing job to help someone out from a writer's group I previously belonged to. I am also doing an editing job because it's my job to do so. However, with no set deadline, I found myself procrastinating on opening the file. I've already … Continue reading It’s Okay To Take It Easy