Some people spend their lives looking ahead, hoping for a better future. Some people live their lives fearing the past. Both states are quite pointless; the now is all we ever have… Continue reading Look not to the past, nor to the future.
I wish I spoke bird. Chipmunk or coyote would be cool too, as would deer or bear. Birds hop in the nearby grass as the rain falls, seeking worms. Four-legged beasties climb my trees, venture bravely into my yard, grab pears the size of their bodies and drag them back to their nests. I hear larger creatures rustling in the blackberry bushes filling up the … Continue reading I wish I spoke bird.
A lot of people enjoy hating Nickelback. Me, I’m a fan. One, they’re Canadian. Patriotism demands my support. Two, what’s to dislike? They create light, fluffy, danceable, and occasionally deep rock and roll. I crank the radio when “Rock Star” comes on and I enjoy the bouncy, pro-marijuana strains of “This Afternoon”.
Then there’s “If Today Was Your Last Day”.
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I have a potluck lunch today at noon and I’m so anxious about the whole thing I’m having trouble breathing. Shallow breathing and anxious feelings are stepping stones on the path to panic attacks, so this is not a good thing… Continue reading Still struggling with “bad” food.
From Famine to Feast 