It’s a little after 9pm on what I believe is Friday night. I have the window open to help keep the breeze flowing since it was almost 80 degrees today. I was thinking about earlier today that I should take up hand writing letters again and sending it to friends and loved ones. Then it prompted me to think about the way people used to communicate years ago via the Pony Express with the optional quill feather pen with a small bottle of ink. Clearly this quarantine is causing me to think deeply and abstractly.Continue reading “Cucumbers & Quarantine”
I’m not a financial planner of any kind. The closest I ever came was working customer service for a bank (total nightmare). But the reality is, how many of us are even remotely focused on checking into our relationship with money?Continue reading “C@$H”
It’s the peak of Summer and we are going full steam ahead into what literally feels like a steam bath. Personally, I don’t complain about the heat because were I live we get the extremes of each season and a wild mix in between all year round. It’s been 75 degrees around Christmas a few years ago. Yay Global Warming. 😦Continue reading “Dirty Thirties”
And so it goes, the familiar feeling wrapped up in grief, tied to a lead balloon.Continue reading “Breaking The Frame”
The other day someone wished me a Happy Valentine’s Day and it made think about how warped this manufactured holiday has become. I’m sure by now you’re seeing an increase in marketing efforts to sell red roses, chocolates, hearts, and other related red things to promote coupled love. Selling a fantasy that clogs up restaurants with over inflated prices and other retailers trying to cash in on the 14th of February.