Getting Touched

Getting Touched

Hello patient people. A couple of months ago I started journaling in the hazy post-sleep-pre-caffienated minutes of the morning. It’s an exercise in focus, not necessarily one to generate any astute writing (it’s hardly creative.. terribly terribly boring, actually.) Having this tiny paper & pen ritual where none of my thoughts are broadcast is quite […]

Winter weary

Day 8 of my captivity. It’s true. I haven’t been outside the house since Valentine’s day except to toss the frisbee for the dog a couple of times and slide down the icy driveway to fetch the mail. Thankfully, I had enough forethought to bring supplies and wool home a couple of weeks ago when […]