With an hour and a half left to go on the drive to the ocean Ibeyi’s newly released album is playing over the speaker. The sister duo played at The Neptune in 2017 and was the first concert Dave and I ever attended together. It wasn’t just the power of their voices or the rareContinue reading “I Did It My Way”
Category Archives: Writings
Ramblin’ (Wo)Man
It’s a take-my-duck-the-pond-and-swim kind of day. Since the lil fatty can’t fly, I have to walk him there. I span my arms out like airplane wings and corner him to do so. On one arm, I tuck him in football style, and on the other, I bring my laptop to write. I no longer jukeContinue reading “Ramblin’ (Wo)Man”
Photo Forgiveness Finish
I once believed forgiveness to be an action performed, like waving a magic wand and saying, “Alakazam! Forgiven!” But like Yoda explained, “The path to forgiveness, this is not.” While looking through photos for a blog post, I ran across a picture of an ex-boyfriend last night. My knee-jerk reaction up until that point hadContinue reading “Photo Forgiveness Finish”
Let’s Get It Started
Wind me up and watch me go—a hamster on its wheel. I’m the white rabbit looking at his pocket watch always late to a date, always apologizing for something. It’s this energy: The never enough, the never get it done, and the never slow down that I don’t know what to do with at times.Continue reading “Let’s Get It Started”
The Caged Bird
My eyes linger on my reflection; I give myself a Mona Lisa smirk and shake my hair lightly back and forth. I’m in one of those flirty, smitten with myself kind of moods. It feels as if I’m just back from a vacation where the constant sun and relaxation has passionately kissed me back toContinue reading “The Caged Bird”
Soak Up The Sun
Like moss sopping up moisture, I crave to soak in what’s left of this day. So while my body feels heavy under me and my mind frees of details and demands, I move closer to the sparked fire. I sit in spring’s chill listening to croaks increase with the pace of the wind. Without earth’sContinue reading “Soak Up The Sun”
Your Mama Don’t Dance
“I’m going to take Evelyn and go.” Is all I heard my husband say. Even though it would be just to the playground – that’s not how it felt. Tears followed, and I took my dinner plate silently to the sink and headed upstairs. Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, I struggled for breathContinue reading “Your Mama Don’t Dance”
Dream Weaver
I need around $200,000 to accidentally land in my lap. Give or take a hundred thousand. Dreaming about house upgrades is fun, but the expense of it all feels like burning cash in a bonfire. But since I’m here, I might as well play with the money I made from all my hotels on BoardwalkContinue reading “Dream Weaver”
M M M My Sharona
My mind’s been shaking, not stirring lately. It’s like I can’t find a place to sit and rest without having to jump up and run for a door jam. The aftershocks just refuse to quit. Sometimes I wonder how a perfect stranger is interested in what I have to say, but after reading the blog,Continue reading “M M M My Sharona”
May Day! May Day!
How is it possible to feel like I’m drowning and want to escape life’s constant demands while at the same time picking myself up and plugging away instead? Is it the responsibility I feel towards other people? Do I know the feeling will likely be temporary? Or is it that by now, even if it’sContinue reading “May Day! May Day!”
Going On 40 