TRIGGER ALERT: Discussion of suicide One year ago today, we were worried. Our relatives had stopped answering phone calls and texts, missing their daily check-ins since the 10th. On the afternoon of the 14th, we received a call from their stepmother, saying that they hadn’t answered an urgent call about their father, who had fallen… Read More The Beginning of the End
Today, I was ready to chuck it all in. I am no longer relevant – if I ever was. I know a few people that would say I was. Well, several, actually. I was a formative person in their pasts. But I am no longer in a situation where I can be formative in people’s… Read More Reflexsion
I haven’t got long to write. It’s late and my Internet is barely extant. See that? I used the academic term, just to shave off a few letters. And then, I explained myself, and made an additional comment. Ho hum. I don’t know if I’ll have a pic for this. They may take too long… Read More Slippage
I’ve been buried under my workload, and I don’t know when I’ll next come up for air. It only gets harder after this week. Up to now, I have been able to combine lectures for two of my classes. Soon, they will diverge, and my workload will increase by about 25%. The Oxford flat sells… Read More 50K, almost 51
Today was another rewrite day. I had such a horrible day yesterday preparing for my online classes. I needed a break, and that usually means some writing. I wrote about half an episode of ‘RM, and I left Cassie standing in mid-air about 70 feet above 1800 New York City to have some lunch. That’s… Read More Rewrites
I’m still here. Other than my ‘Round Midnight posts and a couple of EJO posts, I’ve been quiet. I’ve lacked the will to let myself go. There are times when I think of my father and just have to cry. Yesterday was the second week anniversary of his death. I’m usually the stoic in the… Read More Exploring meaning
I’m still reeling, and it has been over a week. It’s not like it was unexpected or anything. He had been ill for some time. It would have been easier if he had died in his sleep, or suddenly from a heart attack, but he lingered, and it was left to me to call time.… Read More Second guessing
I spoke to my father today. His procedure went as planned. They opted for minimal intervention. Basically, it was the least invasive option – looking at it and doing nothing. The most invasive option wasn’t really practical, and not ultimately necessary. The medium option, considering the situation, was probably the most risky. He’ll have to… Read More Circumspection
I’m in a crappy mood, so I’m breaking my rules again. A poem posted here in my prose space. I’m doing that much too often. I can’t even find a photo. This is one I was holding for something else. Oh well. Disaster, faster full steam ahead stream crossing my dream disappears less than more… Read More The Clock Stops
I drew the PRINCE of CUPS today, for my Planet Ezzie episode, which goes live on TCoA at 9:26 pm ET tonight. I put the interpretation of it in Ezzie, but during my research, I discovered that it is associated with 61 Chung Fu of the I Ching. That is relevant because it is my… Read More Inner Truth (the search for)
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