My dystopian future
May 1, 2021 I look at the time on my cell phone. Holly’s veterinary appointment was scheduled for fifteen minutes ago and we actually arrived early, an unusual feat for me, ask anyone. Our vet is still operating under the COVID-19 restrictions, so Holly and I wait in the car outside their clinic. Micron is … Continue reading 146. Not riding shotgun today
Wednesday April 28 2021 As I pass by the certificate on the wall, I take note of the name. Turns out the the guy waiting for me in the clinic office is head of the pharmacy. Does that mean he’s a pharmacist by trade or maybe just someone with leaderships skills put in charge of … Continue reading 145. Second Time Around
Friday March 13 2021 There was once a young girl who dreamed of independence away from the hardships of her childhood. She wanted to shed herself of the years of limitations of what others otherwise enjoyed as part of their ordinary lives. There were basic needs she desired, such as winters where you could awake … Continue reading 137. Be the Hero
Tuesday March 2 2021 I knew last night would be restless sleep and I did what I thought might help, like running a fan with the double purpose for both the white noise and to keep the room a 60-ish degrees cool. After donning thick socks, I burritoed myself into a heavy blanket. Firmly swaddled, … Continue reading 134. Dream Stuck
Sunday February 28 2021 "Ugh," we say as we put on that second pair of insulating socks. "Sure wish winter was over so we can complain about summer being too hot." "Say no more." says Ma Nature. And the beautiful crystal snowscape is gone as if it never was. But this is like the Genie … Continue reading 133. Careful what you wish for
Friday January 29 2021 The usual morning rush today, not because I'm a bad planner, but because I swing to the self-destructive side of things to bring such drama upon myself. Sure, it's a personality trait worthy of a robust counseling session, but that's not going to get me to work on time today, now … Continue reading 128. The door to anxiety
Friday November 13 2020 Yeah, so it’s Friday the 13th. Don’t sweat it though. A day designated to misfortune and chaos has long since lost its powers to the hot trots of 2020. For example, let’s recap just this past week, ok? Alex Trebek passed away and I can’t talk about it.I desperately wanted to … Continue reading 113. Superstition #13
Wednesday September 30 2020 The first presidential debate aired last night, and with all the shouting, name-calling, insults, and talking over each other, there is no clear winner. Actually, if anyone wasn’t already sure who they wanted to vote for, this melee ain’t gonna help. Gads. Right? You can find this and other such fine … Continue reading 96. Navigating amid chaos
Monday September 7 2020 I woke up in a pissy mood this morning, still processing the emotional hangover of angry dreams. Sometimes these night visions involve stories with characters that aren’t me or anyone I know. Likely they’re composites of several people, but they’re not deja-vu-ey or familiar. It’s kinda like watching a movie, but … Continue reading 88. Wasn’t looking for a sign, thanks tho
Thursday July 23 2020 I’ve been adjusting to these new glasses and I have to admit it’s not going well. I’m experiencing some real problems when working on the laptop, my progressive lenses living up to their name by getting progressively worse as the day goes on. It doesn’t help that, according to the eye … Continue reading 64. Tina Belcher called
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