Take a Hike
Behind our motel room the Merced roars over rocks sounding as if you are in constant danger of being swept from your room. Our earlier disagreement has us clinging to the edges of the queen bed, not even seeking each other’s warmth despite the malfunctioning air conditioner pouring artic frost on us. Continue reading
After the Show
I’ve never been a fan of crowds. Riding metro after an event in DC, sweaty, stinky bodies pressed together, is my version of hell. Continue reading
I don’t know what’s with writing today. This too could become something longer (and wanted to). Argh.
Another One Bites the Dust (or Got Milk?)
“That’s the last blind date I set you up on,” Dave tells Cara. “Zeb is a nice guy. What was wrong with him? In your oh-so-humble opinion.” Continue reading
The moment Granny Hardwick brought out the orange-ginger tea Sarah knew her Gran meant business. Orange-ginger was a serious tea for serious conversation. Sarah steeled herself certain that her Gran was going to tell her of her imminent demise, after all there had been the recent doctor’s visit. Continue reading
Don’t ask me why (okay, you can, just don’t expect a good answer 😉 ) but I was skipping “T” today and moving straight on to “U.” Shrug. I dunno. I didn’t think I had any issues with “T.” Maybe I’ve discovered one?
Cassie is always a little mystified (read hurt, she’s hurt) when someone doesn’t like her. What makes people have snap judgments? She’s knows it must be something about her looks. After all, what else could they base it on? Continue reading
The Past Recedes
Something hurt today.
I returned home. Silver Spring.
I don’t recognize my house. The neighbors I grew up with have gone. Continue reading
so this one is 58 words to make up for yesterday’s 300. It all averages out in the end. 😉
Urge for Going
In December, two days before Christmas, you left me. All that remained was a note. “It’s not you, it’s me. I can’t go on this way.” Continue reading