Days of my Life #57

Upside Down Lately I’ve had my head in a book whilst sitting in my planetary chair, but now that I think about it perhaps would be better were I standing on my head while reading or writing for that matter. Actually I’ve been reading several books in a variety of places so a new position … Continue reading Days of my Life #57

Days of my Life #54

Pre-pandemic pedicure requires podiatrist. Bet you know where this one’s going, but anywho, this is my story for today. You’ve probably heard of the perils of pedicures. You know, when the unwitting customer sits in her reclining, variable massage chair, relaxing with a bit of complementary bubbly while listening to international chitchat by others (mostly … Continue reading Days of my Life #54

Days of my Life #52

Motivation. Am I stuck in the midst of “who gives a fuck town” or “I’ll do it when I damn well feel like it” as I float over “in a rut isle”? Maybe it’s only for today, though I think it’s been this past week (month?) where I’ve felt it would be better to be … Continue reading Days of my Life #52

Days of my Life #48

“This shit is too weird for words.” “Like sci fi.” “As the stomach turns.” “So surreal, seriously.” “Its Like a bad dream.” “Hard to get my head wrapped around this...” Those were the snippets/phraselettes that zipped through my brain as masked daughter and I snaked our way through Trader Joe’s (Aldi’s foster child, originally birthed … Continue reading Days of my Life #48

Days of my Life #47

“Only the Lonely.” By Roy Orbison. Who knows why, since I haven’t thought about that particular song in years. However, that’s the song that creeped into my brain this morning after waking. Was it the dream I had last night about my sweetheart who died nearly eight years ago? Maybe? But probably it has more … Continue reading Days of my Life #47