One empty page One writing instrument An intriguing thought A bushel of persistence        

NB: From here on, there will be spoilers for Portal. Proceed at your own risk.

I often forget that other people Do not constantly think about Bodily orifaces and Body fluids and The trials of single motherhood Mixed with Autism and ADHD and Whatever other issues are Rearing their ugliness at my face today. So when it seems a random…

Hope Trifecta: sunshine, soil, and rain Seeds Luck Labor I live in the woods, love the way sunshine slants through breaks in the canopy, and at the same time, long for a sunny half acre of flat land. I work with what I have– hope,…

Control, Alt, Delete! Pressing all these keys, yet the virus does not deplete. This Covid19/Corona virus has no cure. No antivirus can be installed, for your system to secure.   Conspiracy Theories, abound, that makes my head spin round and round. Yet there is an…

High school. The time everyone feels the need to act cool. Gone are the days when we played Hangman and Tic-Tac-Toe. Now it’s all about what you did and who you know.   Conversations are no more about the previous episode of Scooby-Doo But about…

Ingredients: Unconditional Love Old yard shoes A bit of strength A supply of small plastic bags Unlimited imagination Early morning wake-ups often delivered by wet noses of those you treasure If at first, you don’t respond, Your anxious pet may move on to drastic measures…

A new vision of self within her, she claimed her place among men. Examinations, boards, clinics, always serving women and children. Ongoing ailments and illnesses with roots in misinformation and ignorance spurred her to find new solutions. Education for a world of those underserved. Traveling…

its been a hell of a week, driving around in fear while pumping doubt in the fuel tank. everything is changing. the locks of the world has finally opened back up but with the key around crooked stoplights that could change their mind at any…

sarah was here 2020 im screaming up at stars : : in the desert & its been too long since we’ve spoken face to face because i hate a cliche but dang it if I haven’t missed talking to the bart-simpson-on-a-motorcycle constellation i discovered at…