Theraputic
Writing is an outlet for me. I write here, I journal to The Man, I have a few hundred short stories some finished, some not. At last count I had 60 black&white composition notebooks with…
September 11, 2001
I’d only returned to my job at AFSCME District Council 33 on a full time basis for a couple of months. I was a new mother. My son was not yet a year old. My…
You Don’t Know Me
Most of the time the things that run around in my head you do not get constant reader. Today though, I am going to share just a little more. My relationship is quite important to…
3:39 P M
Friday mornings are like yellow diamonds here in this house. The midget Dominant is normally off @ school, mom is normally sleeping in. It is Friday mornings that I use the most to feel like…
Frenemies
I was advised by a friend to not worry about who would come into my life along the path, she simply assured me they would be interesting. She was correct. In about 24 hours if…