Thought Salad

Tag: tired

  • What if’s

    What if’s

    Sometimes the most unlikely roads create the most lasting memories. So many times I’ve made decisions that have changed the course of my life. The moment I decided I’d go to university, as the only path to a future. Now, I look at eighteen year olds and wonder. Watching them take a gap year, working…

  • Character

    Character

    The bright light from the window Sun arising each morn Blue skies above me Every day newly born No matter what may come Dreams that are real Moments will pass Almost too quick to feel Through good days and bad Wonders that sometimes astonish Darkness that envelops The soul with its black varnish I take…

  • Comicon

    Comicon

    I took my five and six year olds to Comicon today. I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into, but I’d already bought tickets months ago. When our regular sitter couldn’t come (due to our negligence in asking until the last minute) my husband gracefully bowed out, encouraging me to take the kids instead.…

  • Pebbles in the ocean

    Pebbles in the ocean

    My soul is heavy Burdens like rocks Fill me up until I drift Down into the depths Water closes over my mouth A lone bubble escapes A call from beyond; Death has come and gone Another soul departs, another piece of my heart Vanishes into the night One day, The pieces will reunite We shall…

  • One breath from freedom

    One breath from freedom

    Thursday’s my new favorite day. Always followed by a Friday, the breath of freedom gives new life to me. I worked, and had a good day, but couldn’t drag my thoughts away from writing. Like a cur with a bone, I thought about my work in progress, wondering when I’d have another chance to focus…

  • A bad day by comparison

    A bad day by comparison

    I can’t believe April is almost gone. The 25th has come and gone, and with it, most of the snow. After a night of very little sleep I struggled to work through the day, attempting to do the work of two days in one to compensate for the time I took off. As always, this…

  • Home again

    Home again

    For the last day of my week off, the weather gods saw fit to bestow a beautiful spring day on us all. The sun was high, birds were out, and my small hooligans ran wild at the park while I had a chance to catch up with an old friend. We sadly packed our things…

  • Warm spring day

    Warm spring day

    A lovely spring day, only one month late. (I’ll take it, no matter how long it took to arrive.) I enjoyed the nicest weather this year with my family, a delicious breakfast at Cora’s, followed by the butterflies at the Jardin Botannique. The kids ran and played with the butterflies and I caught adults with…

  • Playing hooky

    Playing hooky

    Another day of conference in a city made for fun. Focusing on learning as I get older sometimes feels like I have to pound stuff into my head with a mallet. It’s amazing that I accomplished another 12 years of education after the first 13 of school. I spent an entire quarter of a century…

  • Resolve

    Resolve

    My first full day in Montreal in almost ten years was strangely familiar and yet very different. The grey clouds pushed out flakes of white as I walked streets I didn’t remember, to a conference for those who’ve lost their memory. The irony wasn’t lost on me as I found my destination. I listened with…