Lowering the Bar— Joke

This week has been a mixed bag. The bag I reached into on Friday, hoping for the best, rendered me a flat tire. Every so often I just have to stare, so I did. Then I looked up to the sky and asked my beloved dead dogs in heaven how they could let this happen … Continue reading Lowering the Bar— Joke

My “Where Were You When” Story

“The graveyard shift requires a gentle soul to soothe the sleepless to sleep or keep them company until tagging with the Morning Report team.” ~unknown My intention in writing this post is not to relive the horror. I have done that far too often, reading every report and watching every video. I am in hiding … Continue reading My “Where Were You When” Story

How to Overcome Writers Block

If you have followed my blog for more than, I don't know, six months, you may have noticed that the rate at which I hit publish has diminished. I am suffering from an affliction called “writer's block.” No need to reach for the hand sanitizer. After exhaustive online research, I have learned that there are … Continue reading How to Overcome Writers Block

The Next Road Taken

~~ A bleak cold winter’s gray weighted sky, No crunch of leaves reduced underfoot, Imagining the whats, wheres, and whys, Brilliance muted, sodden, élan dies, Contemplating the variant route. ~~ I detest this season; is that wrong? In six months I’ll search then to compare: Cerulean sky, June days prolonged, Two yellow birds in a … Continue reading The Next Road Taken

A Long Cold Lonely Winter

Be careful what you wish for. It’s no secret that the holiday season intensifies anxiety and depression for people prone to either. Both are felt profoundly in a normal year but add the forced isolation of a pandemic, and resultant financial difficulties, the number of people suffering increases. Everyone I know is depressed, in varying … Continue reading A Long Cold Lonely Winter

XLVII Days

I know everything is not about me, but this is my blog, so it kind of is. With everything happening to me as of late: hurricanes, fires, pandemics, earthquakes, sharknados, I have but one regret. I’m disappointed in myself because I’ve been writing so sporadically. My excuse is that I struggle with anxiety; lately, it's … Continue reading XLVII Days