jam.

what if there are deeper drives at work here that I can barely sense? Not that I need a psychiatrist Continue reading →

ivory tower, much?

The topic of integrity came up at a meeting last night. Full disclosure: it took me a minute to remember Continue reading →

bruised.

I know what’s on my shelves. And upon revisiting the stockroom, it’s just like I expected: outdated product. It was Continue reading →

make way!

There’s almost never an occasion where waiting a minute, taking a second, holding on for half a mo, doesn’t help. Continue reading →

fruity pebbles.

When it comes to obsessing over my problems, size truly does not matter. Job loss, car crash, perceived slight from Continue reading →

soft on soft.

Whenever I taste a bit of success, that’s when it’s time to relax. Put a couple of compliments in my Continue reading →

no admission.

My excitement can quickly turn into something other than excitement. Somewhere along the line, positive energy turns negative, and it Continue reading →

fruit stand.

I never made lemonade when life gave me lemons. I angrily hurled them back at life. I squeezed and squirted Continue reading →