Slices of real life condensed into bite-size chunks.
Blue is cold and calculating. He sits behind a steel desk and turns in his swivel chair to regard interruptions with disdain. He is logical and precise and can’t stand the shambolic incompetency of emotions. Or people who let emotions overcome logic. Humans are inefficient in the extreme, which …
Why can’t I just get exactly what I want? That’s not too much to ask, is it? So, we’re renovating this place because our lives are never complicated enough. Naturally, I have VISION. This mostly due to hours browsing Pinterest and Home magazine. Sadly, my vision is not shared …
I feel like falling today. Off my bike as I career down a dusty mountain path, dry plants slapping me as I fly past. Fearlessly fast. Or off a skateboard down a long, winding pass. (amazing the amount of trust we put in these flimsy constructs of …
So, after spending the last 6 weeks clearing out my mother-in-law’s 5 storage units, I felt a not-so-sudden urge to simplify my own life even more. In recent years, I’ve become increasingly fond of the movement towards minimalism. Dealing with the results of a lifetime of hoarding caused this …
Do you have any idea how many scams are running at any given time? Many. LOTS. I discovered this due to the fact that my current project is redistributing my 83-year-old mother-in-law’s accumulated possessions. This because her 563 storage units are costing her more than the value of the …
Good Bye Met up with a friend today, A girl I knew from long ago. She’d always been a bright young thing, In her eyes a living glow. We talked of times of energy, Accomplishments and useful deeds, Of hope and its accoutrements, Of dreams, what ifs, of …
I watched a documentary a while ago about some friends from America that go to a small village in Guatemala for 56 days to see if they can each live on a dollar a day. Their experience keeps coming back to me and reminding me of how privileged I …
**Today’s post was contributed by Honorary Survivor Bunny, Heather Jacobs** One will never reach the other. One sulks while the other takes excessive risks. One gives up hope while the other is angry. Somewhere between this impossible duo, is me. I am running. I am rushing to take messages from one …
Actually, I hate moving. I like to snuggle up in a cozy spot, preferably with a conveniently placed sunbeam, and not move from there until my bladder is bursting or I’m desperate for some coffee. This is a Bad Thing. Why? Because movement affects every function and process of the …
I recently came across a piece of writing I’d emailed to a friend five years ago and forgotten all about. Reading it again was an interesting reminder of the headspace I was in at the time. I was also glad to have captured that bit of my every day life. …
