No, It's Not Me

Is it odd that my first thought upon hearing that my leg might have to be amputated is that I am going to miss my toes?

From A Little Shell At The Bottom Of The Sea

Hurricane Season is my favorite part of summer because it is only after a very bad storm that treasures from the deep can be found at low tide without hordes of tourists crushing them beneath their feet.

Let The Sunshine In

This would be a whole lot funnier if I wasn't so afraid of the future it foretells.

A Legitimate Excuse

I cannot help but feel that calling into work when you are actually sick is a waste of an opportunity to escape the doldrums of a normal working day and experience something new.

When You Dream About Death, This Is The Sort Of Post You Might Make

Can you imagine how difficult and time consuming it must be to match dental records to a dead person's teeth?

There Are Many Things Worse Than Death

Just because I support the pro-choice movement does not mean that I do not mourn the loss of life.

They Are The Future

Watching children as young as eight perform The Tempest in the original Shakespearean English is very humbling and inspiring.

Vibrating Quicker Than The Eye Can See

Today I took advantage of the 'Buy Two Get One Free' sale at work to buy six new books but now I am at a virtual standstill as I attempt to decide which one to read first.

Oh, My Kingdom For An Elephant

My childhood memories of the circus are directly at odds with my knowledge of how they tend to treat their animals and it is for that reason that I am uncertain if I will ever attend again.

Single Mothers

There has been a rash of virgin births recently.

Little Hideaway

Whenever I need to think or to lose myself, I drive on long stretches of highway while listening to music and singing at the top of my lungs - all by myself.

Impactful Forgetfulness

I'm so afraid that I am going to forget to tell them something important that will end up having a great impact on my diagnosis.

Chin Up, Put On A Pair Of These Roseys

You know that you've been working in retail too long when you can be on the verge of breaking and still be able to pass off a smile and a hearty 'hello-how-are-you' as genuine.

I Catch A Brief Reflection Of What You Could And Might Have Been

As I sat in my car mourning the surprise death of my friend, I realized that if we had not stayed at that awful place I may never have found out.

But As The Scenery Grows, I See In Different Lights

The idea that this might be my last semester at CFCC would be exciting if I wasn't so unsure about the steps that come after.

The More You Know

I feel like this today.

Wee!

I get an inordinate amount of joy from making graphs from my schedule information.

Fleeing From Myself, To Myself

When I don't take my medicine my mind starts to fragment and expand until it becomes difficult to grasp and I enjoy the experience until I remember where such things tend to lead.

Sleeping With Ghosts

What could be more romantic than ghost hunting in European castles?

I'm Not Really That Unknowing

Sometimes I pretend not to know about something that I do, in fact, know about in order to have an opportunity to listen to someone speak.

Sentinels Don't Make Good Pillows

A puppy looking out of the window while laying on the bed makes a good pillow - until something outside catches her attention and she shifts from pillow-mode to sentinel-mode.

And Peace All Around May Be Your Fortune

With the quality of the rest of a woman's life potentially hanging in the balance, I am afraid to be hopeful.

Have I Failed Her?

Discovering a box of books from my childhood is like unearthing a time capsule of who I wanted to be when I grew up.

Please Be Careful, I Exist In Someone Else's Head

I feel like a feather that is drifting in the wind, aimlessly.

To Boldly Go Where No Man Has Gone Before

I am thrilled to be living in an era where science fiction is rapidly turning into science fact.

I Want To Go!

I get very upset when I see people going to far off lands simply to be able to tell their well-to-do friends that they've been there, instead of wanting to go there for the place itself.

Escape Is Imminent

Sometimes I feel that my soul or consciousness or what have you is not very well attached to this moral coil and may break free at any moment.

We Are Not As So Far Removed As We Would Like To Think

Reading about the Kent State Shootings has reaffirmed my fear that the freedoms in the "Land of the Free" are truly more of an illusion than a reality.

Open Your Eyes and Wake Up

The world has gone mad and it seems like hardly anyone has noticed.

Take A Look Around

Beauty is everywhere.

I Need To Work On That

Upon imagining my mother's funeral and being asked to speak, my reaction is always the same, "I don't really have anything to say".