Tag: mental flotsam

I have been waiting for permission. Waiting for the universe to hand me what I want. I’m old enough to know better.

This year has been a tough season for wording. I have too many words, swirling and amorphous. They...

I am reluctant to write about Chinese anymore. The reasons why I chose to walk away range from the wildly mundane to the deeply rage-inducing. Here are a few.

Today is a sad day.

Today is a useless, lump fat day.

Wherein I provide several really good reasons why I am bad at replying to emails (and comments).