Yeah. So I traded in my speechless swoon over the weekend for the speechless hell I am in now. I am not one of those people who likes to be fueled by drama and discord. No, seriously. I lose my ability to express when I am all gummed up and stressed out. So I have…
Oh New York, how I miss thee in concept, but reality is a bit more tumultuous than that. I was doing my little daily jaunt to the coffee shop this morning and thought about how it was still 9 am, and my flight doesn’t actually leave until closer to 8 pm. If this was me…
Oh, I know you think that’s probably about someone else. Nuh-uh. No way. Sometimes I can just level you with my honesty. So my neighbors, who I affectionately refer to as the boys like to make noise for most parts of the day, dispersed into patches of screeching guitar-like sounds, and tantrums on drums with…
Oh man, I need to ease right up, sister. I have this thing with running away. I need to stop doing that and looking at what’s laid out in front of me. Lisa and I were speaking about running off to Europe for most of September. How would I manage that? Oh, no, I’d find…
(1:44 pm) I think I had a span of time yesterday which was probably about as close to heaven as I have been in several years…and I can give credit to one of what is now 16 dudes I have met (clearly sure to increase as the days go by and my social circle enlarges)…but…
I have been very fascinated with this notion that every day I wake up is a complete and total blank slate. This is primarily because it looks the same every single day. Perfectly blue skies, no clouds, sun beating down. It is like heaven for me, wrapped up and rolled out every single day for…
A large sampling from those specific days, in almost sequential order. July 2011 july 2011 July 11, 2011 July 11, 2011 July 11, 2011 July 2011 July 2011 Brenda and Carol and I normal drive home here my volcano my front door
Clearly I need to be banned from online dating. I don’t even know what to say about it, except to say…one day you might read about it. I mean, I am telling you–my experiences literally run the gamut…and I have met 14 different men with 14 different stories, 14 different temperaments, 14 different ideas of…
As I was walking back from my morning jaunt to get get coffee this morning, it occurred to me I really really love public transportation. I like the whole communal thing, the convenience, the romance of it all. Perhaps it is a remnant of my time in the big city, but dare I say I…
One thing is for sure, when you spend as much time alone as I do, you tend to recognize things through the processes of over-thinking. Over-thinking to the point of decimation, over-stressing to the point of frustration. Here are a few random thoughts that have been running through my head lately, however, for those of…
