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I was 38 years old when I heard the news. A part of my youth, the years of discovery for my generation, The Hip were the soundtrack to my teens and twenties. They were on every radio station, CanCon, but actually worth it. I remember the roadside attraction mosh pit, decking the person trying to steal…

October 19, 2017
Rest stop

Tuesday is tired day this week. 48 + hours into another busy week, and my energy has stalled out, as though I forgot to fill the gas tank. I’m a cautious person, and have a tendency to fill up at half full, unlike those brave souls that live risky and wait until the needle has been…

October 18, 2017
Monday night review

Another Monday, come and gone. I’m sitting in a stupor on the couch, arm wrapped around a soft little boy, lap full of black cat. For a brief moment, I feel calm, the wind that howls from the constant storm inside abated. I feel grateful for how warm and happy I am, with my loyal…

October 17, 2017
New arrival

A new day. Like any other, except for those that come before and after. A slight change, by degree if not design, suddenly the world is changed, richer? One more creation in the world, it will ascend to a place on my shelf, In my heart, Maybe touch another on its way? My paperback newborn

October 16, 2017
Living the dream

Excitement bubbled under the surface all day. Knowing that tomorrow I’ve achieved something I never thought I would has given me such an incredible feeling, it was all I could do not to succumb to a state of anxiety and joy and just sit in a corner and wait. I continued with my everyday life…

October 15, 2017
The dark

Cloaked in darkness, Swirling in the night. Doubts creep out, unafraid of the light. Like vampires they lurk, gliding on air. Tyrants of thought, opressors of care. Burdened by unknowing desperate for relief, oblivious to goodness, overwhelmed by their grief. Tamping it down only works for awhile. Inevitably it bursts forth, tired of it’s exile.…

October 14, 2017
Imposter

What if they notice? realize I’m a fraud? Would they string me up, send me to my God? Will they judge me, lest they be judged back? The luggage of doubt which I carry in my sack. With age comes experience, with experience dismay. I thought I’d get smarter, but I’ve got nothing to say.…

October 13, 2017
The cold

Oh man. Rhinovirus is not just a funny sounding disease. At least, I assume that’s what I have right now, based on the exceptional quality of the congestion and scratchy throat that I’m experiencing. Luckily, it was a light day. My six year old diminutive doppelgänger had her follow up with the ENT, and managed…

October 12, 2017
Memories of influenza

Today blurred as it picked up speed around me. I found myself writing random dates in people’s charts, and had to correct at least half before continuing. First it was the day, then the year, and finally the month that escaped me. Once I finally figured out how to write the date, it struck me…

October 11, 2017
Driven

What do you believe in? What would you fight for, die for, give everything you have for? Is it a person, place or thing, do they love you back the same? Do you wake up every day, eager to carry on? Or do you struggle to continue, telling yourself, “Just one more day” Does your…

October 10, 2017

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