I’m speaking to those of us who live in the Pacific Northwest and got our asses handed to us over the course of several long days, starting, of course, on a Monday, officially referred to as November 15, 2021. I wonder if that date will prove to be numerologically significant? If yes, I can only…… Continue reading Where were you?
I’ve killed this piece three times so far. I think the razing of yesterday’s ramblings on guilt was the last big gutting. But really, it was trite. Been there, done that. I wanted to like the paragraphs I wrote on our snow day but I don’t write descriptive dialogue very well: my imagery was stilted…… Continue reading Solo Celebrating.