What Tired Looks Like

Dear Brain: It has come to my attention that you once again called in sick.  This has become an increasingly frequent occurance, and we need to talk about it.  First, I want to state that I know your role is demanding, and I can understand you wanting some time off.  However, when you do not…

Forbidden

He hands me a glass of wine before taking a seat beside me on the sofa.  He’s close; very close; so close that I can smell him.  He smells clean — freshly showered.  My body starts to tremble and I can feel my face heating up.  Can he see what he’s doing to me?  We’ve been friends…

A NEW Addition!

Just another zapping Friday.  Yep, the brain is still giving me grief over taking away it’s medication, but I’m not giving in.  I’m a bit weary, so I’m glad for a couple of days off.  The best part about this weekend is that I’m getting a new bed. Ohhhhhh… I can feel it now: Soft,…

Thou Shalt Not Plan

My TV is rarely on, but when it is, I’m either watching Triple D or Criminal Minds.  I’ve seen every episode of Criminal Minds at least 5 or 6 times; possibly more, I don’t keep track.  The shows about a group of FBI agents that make up the BAU (Behaviour Analysis Unit).  The BAU is task with hunting down…

Numbers Don’t Lie

It’s funny how blogging can open up your eyes to your own mind.  When I started my blog I didn’t have a specific purpose for it.  I wasn’t trying to inspire, motivate, sell, bring awareness, or cause controversy.  I tried to come up with a focus, but I had so many things I wanted to say,…

Mini-Me

Once upon a time, I was a little girl who liked to live inside her own imagination.  I created safe places where everyone loved and adored me, because I was beautiful and smart.  At an early age, I dreamt of a white knight riding into town on his black stallion whisking me away to make me…

Passion Free

  Can you remember a time when you freed yourself from an dying passion?  I can, and I was reminded of this when I sadly read that Ms. Queen Bee (I Play The Body Electric) was writing her last blog post yesterday.  Being a new blogger, I was only lucky enough to experience her writing for a…

When I Let Myself Dream

If I let myself dream, I see myself in a whole new life.  I picture myself living in a cute little house with the love of my life at my side.  We’d cook together and drink wine under the stars, while listening to some reggae song about being happy.  Our house would be situated right…

Hitting The Reset Button

Sometimes receiving bad news is a blessing in disguise.  This past Sunday, I found out that my 2007 Hyundai Accent needs a replacement motor.  Very frustrating considering I have kept her well-maintained and she only has 127,000km on her.  I did not take the news well, as I am currently making a serious effort to…

Voices; Voices — Everywhere

Every morning she wakes newly optimistic that today is the day her life will change.  Before she leaves her bed, Ms. Optimist greets her: “Good Morning — welcome to today, did you know that today is going to be something special?”  She smiles at the thought of a brand new day; a new beginning; a day of…

But Only a Dream

I’m standing in front of the house I used to live in with my ex-husband.  The air is chilly, and ominous clouds hover above.  There is someone standing behind me; I feel a jolt of energy run through my body… All of a sudden I am standing in the kitchen, and I realize the house…