Red Cedar
More apocalypse, less angst
Category: Me
Sniffle and cough.
Between getting back to work and coming down with a cold, this hasn’t been a really stellar writing week. And to top it off, my post yesterday was pretty much wrong 🙂 since the big APEC protest took place in *November* of 1997. My… Continue Reading “Sniffle and cough.”
Ten years ago.
One of my co-workers pointed out that today is the 10-year anniversary of the APEC protests. Ten years! Am I really that old? Wow. If I was feeling a little less coldish I would reminisce, but instead I’ll just leave it here. Ten years.… Continue Reading “Ten years ago.”
So glad September.
(The photo is apropos of nothing. I just needed something pictoral and I liked this shot I took in March.) I am always relieved when September returns, perhaps a holdover from schooldays – the illusion of possibiliity scribbled on blank notebooks with yet-unbroken pencils.… Continue Reading “So glad September.”
Breaktime.
I am taking a break from this space until after the long weekend to focus on other writing and things during my holidays. See you in September!
Returning (??)
Ye Gods. Here I am. The “me” I identify with that is. (I am aware that the depressed me is also me and not someone else but it doesn’t feel like it.) I’m no longer ineffably exhausted, I’ve returned to my flirting habits (cute… Continue Reading “Returning (??)”
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