Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey Things

I dreamed my husband J was the 10th Doctor     There was a big celebration with the last three doctors all on different parts of a giant space ship   Each had a guide that kept him (mostly) out of the paths of the others. My Doctor was on the part of his timeline where he didn’t know he’d… (more…)

It is true life flashes before your eyes

just before you die. That is true. It’s called Life ~Terry Pratchett First of all I have to say how Terry Pratchett has shaped my adult life. I wish I could start every entry I ever write about so many things with what he’s done for me and for not killing myself. Terry Pratchett made me laugh in the bathtub… (more…)

Age

Suddenly I just discovered, these are my hands and they have always been. Torn cuticles, ridges. They were mine as I  wasn’t chosen to cheer, was chosen to debate and now as I hold a friend, a child, a husband and type another endless endless complaint or behave a bit of ether.   These are my legs, surprisingly. I thought… (more…)

Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them. ~Thoreau

― Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience and Other Essays: Collected Essays of Henry David Thoreau   There comes a time when you really get it that there is more behind you than ahead of you. That whatever you see in the mirror –that probably isn’t what other people see. And sometimes they will tell you in really harsh ways. That… (more…)

This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven. Thomas More

Ah where do I start, first…how about Hello. Yes I fell off the planet again. I do that here’s why. I’ve forgotten how to say things without censoring every other word. I can’t talk about politics because I’ll offend a friend. I can’t vent about certain parts of my life because it’s impolitic. Other things just sound paranoid, heh. I’m… (more…)

Political language… is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind.~George Orwell

As I sit here with my daughter talking about her  Novi Stars dolls that she got for Christmas I get struck with a great sadness after some of the things I read this morning on Facebook. I hesitate to call the things I see anything like a ‘gun control debate’ because I believe most people are reacting from emotion, not… (more…)

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