Suitcases…
It was definitely time for a trip. A change of scenery. A change of pace. A step into an actual reality that was not of the written word. Might be a good idea. One can get lost in those things called words. She laughed quietly to herself. Sometimes, it was just far more pleasant to lose herself in a book or […]
Friday Night…
She had nothing to say…
Friday Morning…
She knew many people were excited at the prospect of a Friday morning. It was the last day of a standard work week for some. It was the beginning of the day that would end in the beginning of the weekend. None of this really mattered to her. It was just the day that was marked “F” […]
Dusk…
It wasn’t long before the joyous tunes of the day faded and the happy atmosphere dimmed with the sun. Her anxiety level rose and if it had equated to strength, she’d be the strong guy at the fair right now, taking a swing with the hammer and winning his gal a prize for slamming it […]
Butterbean!!!!!!!!!!!
So she suddenly found herself strolling once again down memory lane…hit smack in the face with a Whammy! B52′s style. Butterbean was her favorite song and she remembered clearly being in her girlfriend’s kitchen deciding they would make stir fry while singing and dancing to this record, yes, RECORD. (Album, LP, vinyl…spin…wheeeeeee!) She remembered throwing all kinds of […]
The smell of fresh mulch…
The gardeners were outside and she smelled the mulch. It made her wonder what might have accidentally gotten into the mix. One never knew what went into the “chipper” and we all knew from movies whole bodies could be disposed of in this manner. Of course she knew the smell of decaying body, and this […]
Feeling totally helpless…
Her chest grew heavy with anxiety and helplessness. Anger brewed as the frustration built. Her inability to do anything to help the situation was almost too much to bear. Her breathing became labored, her face flushed and her neck and shoulders became tense. She was reminded of patent leather mary janes as a little girl and how a white […]
Owning up…
She realized she’d been a jerk as she had so many, many times before. Sometimes she’d find herself trapped within her head and suddenly she was the net in a tennis match. The ball would be going back and forth between two players and, as the net, she couldn’t possibly pay attention to what was […]
The shaking earth beneath us…
Really, really not a “paranoid” person…but starting to not believe the “experts” who are saying none of the geological happenings are related.
Bug Update #2
We are thrilled to announce that no illegal “IT” Bug activity has been detected in the area at this time. This concludes our investigation into this matter and we consider the case closed. Thank you, The Mgt.
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