That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.
Mortality
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That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.
Category Archives: thoughts
Mike’s death
Liked by all, no one
knows why he veered off the road
toward eternity.
Dizziness diagnosis
He feared brain blood clots
but it’s labyrinthitis.
He’ll live after all.
Hope
Dark fear crackling at
the edges, the heart beats on,
pulsing core of light.
Loser
You still up? Dude, it’s
not like the internet won’t
be there tomorrow.
Selling out
Buying a domain
name to monetize content.
The new bourgeoisie.
Up all night
I would like to see
4 am start off my day
instead of end it.
Three day week
Wednesday is the new
Monday, Thursday Hump Day, T
GI still Friday.
Mommy friendships
If all we have in
common is our kids, that’s not
an enduring match.
Welcome 2013
If you suffer from
triskaidekaphobia,
good luck. You’ll need it.
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