Author Dabbles
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Powerhouses
This morning, I felt like I was a goner. I thought I was going to collapse. For some inane reason, someone thought it would be a fantastic idea to shoot fireworks until 4:30 in the morning. So, when I was finally able to get up in the morning, I’d had less than two hours of… Continue reading
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The Moon Is Orange
I’m embarrassed to admit this… but I was so confused when I looked at my medication boxes today. I forgot that June only had 30 days and for some reason my brain said 31. My grandma always told me: “30 days has September, April, June and November. All the rest have 31 – except February… Continue reading
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Fruitful Frenzies
For some reason, I’ve forgotten on two separate nights to tape my gabapentin. The medication, while lower in dose than before, helps me to sleep… which is no doubt the reason behind me sleeping only about six hours in the last two days. Today wasn’t too bad though. I’ve found a bunch of those little… Continue reading
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Choice Of Dreams
I wish I could control my dreams. I really do… because my dreams last night turned into a nightmare. The kind of nightmare that when I finally woke up, I was relieved to find out that it was only a terrible, imagined experience. All awful fantasy. It made me come up short too… and reevaluate… Continue reading
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And This Is Why I Excel At Failure
… I wish I could say it was a silly story… or just a made-up scenario. Unfortunately, I felt as if I was looking back at myself in time. I suppose the me that has already unpacked so much – with confidence – on my blog still has much to deal with. Things I thought… Continue reading
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Faction Of The Frontline
Okay, I can most certainly call myself sleep deprived now. I was up for hours last night… or should I say THIS MORNING. Should I bold that? Maybe slap on additional font edits? Should I try to make it bigger so it all stands out? I’ll try it. On my end, of course, I can… Continue reading
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Sparky
Having a nice dose of nostalgia tonight and watching the video for I2I. …And one of Joe Tex’s songs. This one, I remember my mom singing all the time. “Ain’t Gonna Bump No More.” I’m watching a Shawn and Mel reaction… AGAIN. The live performance of the song is hilarious. I have a few more… Continue reading
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Things My Fingers Said
I’m uncertain how to describe my feelings at current. For the last hour and a half, I’ve been reviewing old… very old stories that I wrote. I even found a romance novel that I wrote in 2001. Yeah… long time ago. Some of the stuff I wrote in the early 2000s was graphic and explicit.… Continue reading
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Head In The Clouds
Often, I want to imagine myself floating through the day. The reality on the other hand, is something else entirely. Nothing that I aimed to complete was done last night. I’m strongly disappointed. Mostly in myself. It can be quite time consuming… finding ways to fill the time while you’re bored. It sounds counterproductive really.… Continue reading
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Pushing Buttons
I always aim to have something clever to say. Unfortunately, the thought never sticks inside my head long enough to make it to print. I worry if I’ll find myself recycling material or if I can keep up producing new stuff. That is likely a fear that constantly lingers and churns inside the minds of… Continue reading
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