Getting REAL

Avoiding Life? Shocked Out of Submission on My Birthday

In two days, I'm turning 54.  Birthdays have never phased me all that much.  I don't care for fanfare.  Parties are too much work for my taciturn self.  Really, I just am too overwhelmed by the personal exposure and connection they engender.  I'm happy with a bit of sweet harmony and my fantasies.  I fantasize… Continue reading Avoiding Life? Shocked Out of Submission on My Birthday

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Getting REAL

Dust Covering Me

"Damn it all!  I just told you...  weren't you listening?  What's wrong with you?" to which I replied by covering with dust as my heart pounded loudly and broke all at once. Dust has a quality of lightness; of graduated accumulation. It seems innocuous. It builds up and is swept away to reveal the shiny… Continue reading Dust Covering Me