Silence, Leaf Blowers, & Sunday Dinner

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Waking up this morning, I had a plan. Thus far, that plan is at a standstill as I am still dealing with yesterday's migraine. In turn, all I wanted was silence, in all its perfect glory. This, of course, is where the leaf blowers come in, and threaten to make me sicker. After doing some mundane … Continue reading Silence, Leaf Blowers, & Sunday Dinner

A True Piece Of Writing

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Technique

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Morphine Mania

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It's no secret; I've had a rough two weeks dealing with a serious family emergency. If you've ever had to force a man (or any loved one) to go the hospital knowing that something was clearly NOT "okay", perhaps you can relate. My brother came out of surgery Thursday afternoon, a good three hours earlier … Continue reading Morphine Mania

Writing Stopped…

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Fog

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When I went to bed this morning, the fog was pretty dense behind my house. It rolled in out of nowhere. I think it's a metaphor for what I am going through at the moment. "It happened out of nowhere." Yeah, that sounds about right. I feel nothing. I'm an ocean-cleansed shell. For almost two … Continue reading Fog

You Randomly Laugh In Public

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Sleep Deprived

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I spent Sunday running on less than three hours of sleep. As you can imagine, it was an incredibly long day. I pushed myself to go to the hospital. I was surprised I wasn't in and out in twenty minutes, as hospitals are more than a little traumatic for me. I managed to stay for quite … Continue reading Sleep Deprived

Samhain Blessings

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Today is Samhain. It is one of the most important of the 8 Sabbats, as it is the Pagan New Year. The wheel of the year has turned full circle and a new year begins. The word Samhain means Suns' End. It is pronounced Sow'in. Samhain is the third of the harvest festivals, only this … Continue reading Samhain Blessings

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