Monthly Archives: January 2017

Unbearably sexy

The weight difference is substantial; it was like hauling a bunch of bricks up the mountain, but I was still blissed out happy. I finally decided on a new Trek mountain bike that’s actually the right size for me, which … Continue reading

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Sassy the muse

I needed a sassy infusion, so I got a different haircut, bought a sexy piece of lingerie, and started searching for a tool belt and tool bag (to replace mine that were lost in the fire). Some sparkly gold nail … Continue reading

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Static

The wind feels no different, the rain falls the same way, and I keep thinking about the sound that comes through the speakers when the needle touches the record. That incredibly full and rich sound, with a touch of scratchy. … Continue reading

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Dreaming of bookstores

What a challenging time to be empathic; humans are all crazy as fuck. I wish people would calm down and have more parties, build more spaceships, have more fun adventures, do incredible things. Yet it’s devolving into more stupid violence … Continue reading

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Changing scenery

When I start thinking that maybe I should commit suicide rather that have to go to work another day… I figure I better find another job. This one has beaten me down hard. I’ve worked my ass off to be … Continue reading

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This one thing

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The right words

And here I sit, staring at the screen just like you are, with a thousand thoughts whirling around. If only I could put the letters in the right order and combine the right words, I would speak directly to your … Continue reading

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The rush

The snow is falling, gusting down in fat, wet flakes and I’m so happy about it. I want to go out hiking in it, basking in the beauty of it, enjoying how quiet it makes the city, wishing I could … Continue reading

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This is what happens

Oh hell yes I wrote to his mother. He never saw that coming. I fell in love with his parents when he took me home for Christmas years ago – such warm, sweet people. How they spawned a son like … Continue reading

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