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  • 9/5

    It’s been a while since I’ve wrote. Well, things have been kind of topsy-turvey since Jason left for Florida a couple of weeks ago. Summary: – Well, I got new glasses. They were sold as bifocals although they have three phases of viewing. I think the more accurate term is trifocals. They’re lineless. You’d never… Read more

  • 8/11

    Seriously feeling my age today. Well sort of. Had the eye exam and was notified that I need bifocals. Well, actually, they’re trifocals since there are three distinct viewing areas.   But, it was explained to me that trifocals are no longer a thing and now all trifocals are bifocals…? Whatever. My dad wore trifocals… Read more

  • 8/9

    Okay. Just a brief overview of what’s going on today. The news is reporting that COVID cases are increasing all over the globe. Life is ending.   Blah, blah, blah.     Course, there’s not a whole lot about what’s going on in Sweeden.    Did their herd immunity approach work?  Since there’s a lack… Read more

  • 7/28

    Sometimes, I wonder how my mom sees me. Does she feel that I’m a fiercely independent woman? Someone who’s needy?  Co-attached?  A hard worker?  Heartbroken? Confused?  Mentally fragile? Lazy? Normally, I don’t give a flying farfgnugen to what other people think of me — which is probably a blessing and a curse —  but, for… Read more

  • 7/9

    Just thinking here. Bare with me. I’m definitely not a history buff, although I feel like I really should become one.    I need to stop watching crime documentaries and turn to war ones instead. Anyway,  civil wars are generally started by differences in religious beliefs and ideology.   From my quick skimming, the majority… Read more

  • 7/5

    I am honestly trying to get back into the habit of writing every day. At one point in my life, I wrote at least two hours a day every day.   If I didn’t, I felt like I wasn’t doing justice to myself.    I was excluding something vital. Then a bunch of stuff happened… Read more

  • 7/1

    I think I’m handling this change well. I was supposed to go out with baby brother, but he hurt his leg last night. We’re staying instead of heading to the gym. At one point, I would have been internally furious at this. I would have been upset, sad, and scheming on how to make up… Read more

  • 6/25

    I shoulda went to the gym today and then did some running, but I didn’t do that.   Instead, I spent two hours at the park making myself feel really silly. You see, I spent a silly amount of energy on Wizards United trying to get a fracking owl lecturn to prepare for this weekend’s… Read more

  • 6/3 – freewriting

    He knew her before he knew her name. The ebony hair on the white pillow.   The pale and nearly translucent skin.  A barely breathing corpse. It was just like his dream. He knew this was why he had studied and trained for years to become a doctor.   Just to fulfill this dream. It was her. … Read more

  • 5/27

    I tend to write more when I’m in Indiana. I think that’s because some of my worries are poof. I’m not worried about the water bill or the electric bill.   I feel comfortable getting something to eat.  The family doesn’t get on me too much about it and I know enough to stay away from… Read more