Kidney infections, rage, and change.
Once upon a time, I wanted to be a great human being. I wanted to be admirable and caring and authentic. Now all I want to do is bring the rain. One week ago, driving home from buying a new kitchen sink (exciting), I made an emergency stop, got out of the car, and threw up into the gutter. I made it home using willpower … Continue reading Kidney infections, rage, and change.
It’ll be there tomorrow.
It’s garbage day. Streets to the can by seven a.m. I’ve also been known to take the cans to the street. [i] We have new, clever cans that get picked up by new, clever trucks. Hydraulic arms lift and dump the specially-designed bins into the truck. Three bins per house – compost, garbage, and recycling – means three trucks per route. The trucks still need … Continue reading It’ll be there tomorrow.
The Hunter Moon is trying to kill me.
I’ve a lovely post about “could-do” rather than “must-do” going, but I haven’t finished it yet. I’ve another one about Kegels and ear wax that’s little more than a title, the title being “Kegels and ear wax.” Things have been a little chaotic here on Walton Mountain since the October full moon. (update: I’m turfing that wax and Kegel thing. Whatever inspired me is gone.) … Continue reading The Hunter Moon is trying to kill me.
Be like a sunflower.
I abandoned Facebook recently and every day, my mood celebrates that decision. Still, the occasionally meaningful graphic is nice. I found one on Pinterest. I have a fondness for things that look nostalgic. It’s good advice – stand tall and find the light – but it should come with a corollary. Something in an “evil thoughts for those who bear shadows,” perhaps? It would be … Continue reading Be like a sunflower.
From Famine to Feast 