Riding the Socially Distanced Wave
Riding the Wave I didn’t realize how apt the name of this blog was when I came up with it. At the onset, it just described how moody I am &#...
Category: moods
Pandemic Thoughts: If You’re Not Okay, That’s Okay
There's nothing wrong with you if all those helpful suggestions don't make the anger, worry or fear disappear. The big stressors are there in the background, so...
New Year’s Resolution, No Thank You
The term "resolution" makes me feel like I have to come up with a socially acceptable goal related to exercise or finances and achieve it so I have thus perform...
Waxing Positive Poetic
I’m not sure what this post is about. I just got tired of seeing my poem, The Doldrums, at the top of the list. It’s a good poem, but it is depressi...
Throw Me a Rope ~ Climbing Out of the Depression Hole
Imagine you are running a track. You know it well because you jog it daily. You see where the cracks and potholes have grown. There’s grass creeping into ...
The Doldrums
When I was a kid, I wrote a lot of poetry, but this is the first one I've done in decades. If you are a poetry buff, a word of warning: this poem follows no rul...
The Fighter Still Remains
Back when my maternal grandfather was still here and the last of my living grandparents, I wrote, The Fighter Still Remains. With diabetes and heart problems, h...
Staying Friends: The Magic of Growing Closer Apart
Back in the college days I'd rather put a fork in my eye than admit I was wrong, but I walked away without another word. It's hard to defend yourself when you'r...
I’m a Complex Fellow, Unlikely to do Anything Twice
When we come home from vacation, I am fifty percent likely to unpack right away, put everything where it goes and start a load of laundry. The other fifty perce...
I’m NOT Fine ~Death to Small Talk
It turns out, it is a physical impossibility for anything other than "fine" to escape my lips. The clerk at the grocery store asked how I was, and I said, "fine...