buy the box of really soft tissues understand people more take a cab–twice in one week love my body completely (I truly thought I’d done this in my 20’s…..but not nearly as fully) look forward to spending a Saturday night in realize I’m not invincible wish I still (thought I) was be easier on myself…
So, anyone who’s been reading my recent posts on this site knows that I’ve been sick this week. Really sick. I thought that I’ve had a really bad cold, but now that I’m starting to finally feel better, I’m ready to admit that I most likely had the flu. Ugh. It knocked me out. I’ve…
Me: Hey, why do you think it is we’re still single? Me Again: Maybe it’s because we’re talking to each other.
It happened! I’m feeling better! Wooty-woot-woot! It’s funny, how when you’re feeling better, you just KNOW it. But when you’re not feeling better, you don’t even remember what feeling-better feels like. Yesterday Me: Am I feeling better today? Me Again: Maybe. I think so. Me: Yeah, me too. I mean, it feels like…
Dear Sleepy-Type Cold Medicine, I just took you, so you’ll pardon the formality of this letter, since we’re already more intimate than I make us out to be. But I wanted to ask you a favor. The begging of favors requires politeness and politeness requires a nice letter. You know how it is. I’m not…
To Whom It May Concern: Ah, the internet…where just anyone can post their thoughts—whether they be mindful or misdirected—and have the whole world bear witness. I read this article recently. My first thought was to simply ignore the drivel—it was posted on Fox News, after all. It’s obviously a sensationalist piece. After reading it, it…
Whew, that sick-haze around my noggin’ is startin’ to finally dissipate. Hence, my optimism is thankfully returning. But I digress. I promised a list, and here ’tis: 1) breakfast in bed (and lunch…….and dinner) 2) the welcome realization that you cannot smell when you haven’t taken the garbage out in days 3) unabashed usage of…
Ugh. Being sick sucks. I am typically an optimist. But when I get sick, that half-full crap goes right out the window. It’s like I feel like I’ll feel this way forever. I’m hopeless. It’s awfully sad. It’s also short-sighted, stupid, ignorant, and (not to mention) shamelessly selfish. I’d like to think that maybe the…
So I had a dream where I could fly But the only one who knew was My Past My Past was gentle and kind and we had lots of secrets together We tried to get away from the others. He protected me. I climbed up the fence-building and jump-sailed down He distracted them from…
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