Category: Ruminations
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Read more: Like I Do
I almost called you today when a song came on the radio that reminded me of the “us” in my mind’s eye; the us that lives exclusively and forever in my heart then I remembered (how could I forget?) you…
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Read more: Page 111
The other day I was looking for something to read—something to hold in my hands rather than read from a screen. I wanted to touch the pages and feel the words on paper. I wanted an old-fashioned book. Do you ever…
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Read more: Home Free!
So far from home and everything familiar. this is the freedom I thought I wanted. who knew being on my own means real adulting?
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Read more: The Art of Unmindfulness
I lose things. Often. Later, find them in the oddest and most illogical of places. For example, just this morning there was my bra, in all its padded glory, shoved into my purse. Apparently, I’d put it there last night,…
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Read more: Ruminations of a Crash Test Dummy
There are days when I feel like a crash test dummy that should have been retired before its last simulated head-on collision. As I try to tap into my creativity, my imagination smacks the windshield repeatedly. Yet, the urgency to write…
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Read more: Letter to my 18-year-old Damn-Self
Dear Susan, I’d have written sooner, but wouldn’t have known what the hell I was talking about. Sorry. I wish you could have read this when it would have done you some good. Given the fact that I knew none of…
