Category: Me

Stories I never tell.

I find myself working on a highly disturbing poem these last two days. One granted by the muse to some degree (I haven’t had to fight for it), but it leaves me wondering why exactly this? I think it might be quite good, though… Continue Reading “Stories I never tell.”

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This, that, the holidays.

Things are good. Things are weird. Things are tiring. It’s just that time of year I suppose and I’m looking forward to this Friday when my holiday begins and I’m off work for sixteen days in a row. That’s some kind of record for… Continue Reading “This, that, the holidays.”

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Setting boundaries.

I wrote a post last week that seems to have gotten eaten in the Resist! outage which happened simultaneous to my trying to publish – but no worries, there wasn’t much in there except a short account of falling on the sidewalk and skinning… Continue Reading “Setting boundaries.”

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It might be….

It might be because my house hasn’t sold yet (we put a 15-day extension on the offer yesterday because they waited too long to get their financing in order), it might be just that I’ve got a lot of work on my desk, anxieties… Continue Reading “It might be….”

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Irrationalities.

I’ve been beset with the irrational fear that I’m not doing enough lately. Not only, but I’ve decided that others are judging me for not doing enough on top of that. Which is nuts, I know (see irrational) – but even so it produces… Continue Reading “Irrationalities.”

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