funny how words can break me nothing particularly relevant or important only blah blah a brief mention and I am gone receded into the place my mind reserves for reality I had a talk with myself this week sometimes I’m my own coach and I’m more of the old fashioned type the generation of yelling … More venture
saw a couple dogs yesterday close and personal they each greeted me imposed upon my space and I was glad another dog the day before tiny, a yapper the dog beyond the apartment door on Elkwood I pictured him large, based on sounds and of course the barker across the street I walked a usual … More {the difficulty of monitoring ones life during a pandemic}
There a picture somewhere. Packed up now. Or already moved over to my new place. It’s me, my mom, and a U-Haul truck if I remember correctly. In front of my childhood home. From when I moved to Kentucky the first time. I was 23 years old. Really, the only commonality in that move and … More words of the day
I am moving. I haven’t exactly announced it to the world. Mainly because I’m not an announce it to the world kinda person. But, yes. Actually I guess what I am currently doing, in writing this, is announcing to the world… After what seems years and years, but has really only been a few. I … More packin’ up
Sometimes I need a little reminder. Or a big reminder. I look for signs and my kids laugh at me because of it. And yes, I’ve found that “signs” are often my own creations or convenient circumstantial occurrences which mean nothing significant. A certain song playing on the radio. Someone sending a message at a … More roses
The royal wedding was today, as I’m sure the entire western world is aware. And it got me thinking about names. I find my name dull. DEBBIE. Ordinary. People born during a certain time period. Nothing exciting or unique about it. What’s the correlation between the royal wedding and names? I’ve always been a proponent … More be[e] me
I was writing, just now. Well, I’m actually righting now, technically. But before now… What I label “sorta like poetry” because truth be told, I’m not a poet. Although I sometimes write in a different style than my blog posts. So I label it “other writings” on my website and just go with it. I … More trees
Written for the most part Saturday morning. Photos/videos added after the fact. Today I plan to escape. Not forever. Not even for a day. Just hours. Driving and listening to whatever I choose to listen to. Yes, I created a playlist. And you wouldn’t like it. Oh, some of you would. But I won’t name … More middle
There are weeks which are unique. I’m labeling this past one a passageway week. I’m a fan of Narnia. As in the book series written by CS Lewis. How there are passageways into another realm. One minute you’re in the known, comfortable, realistic world. The next, someplace so absolutely different it’s nearly beyond comprehension. Again, … More passageways
During the course of a day, a bunch of things can go wrong. Minor, all of them, but still. Annoyances. Receiving a veggie wrap instead of a breakfast wrap. Which makes me wonder if I ordered the wrong thing or the incorrect {wrap} was prepared for me. Too much romaine lettuce and the smallest smattering … More musicians whose names begin with J
Upon a Sunny Day 