A Letter
I received a letter. What I didn’t say changed the conversation she started.
I received a letter. What I didn’t say changed the conversation she started.
I’ve had a strange relationship with music. I’m musical but not by identity. I remember listening to Winds of change by the Scorpions on my Walkman, lying between bundles of sheets and clothes in a corner bedroom. I remember that I was wearing a pair of corduroys that seemed to…
Yesterday I went out with a friend whom I haven’t seen or spoken to in eight years. This is one of my memorable Facebook moments since that’s how I found him after all these years. It was an odd, intense friendship back then and for various reasons, we just lost…
Self care is like tending to an inner garden.
I made a gameplan for my life at 17. Nothing went according to that plan. Most of all, I didn’t even think to wish for some of the bounty.
I’m reading a book called Rubbish Boyfriends. But hang on, that’s not all that’s responsible for this mood o’ mine. I’ve been talking (and talking and talking) to the following women: A has been steadily (as opposed to happily) married to a ‘Who says we get it right the first…
Chick Lit is the new Romance Novel. And it isn’t. It’s empowering in a very strange way.
“Does it get better?” she asks. She thinks because I’m older, I’ll also be wiser. Can I give her an honest answer?
Given the possibility of a romantic connection, can a relationship exist without it? Is a straight woman that different from a lesbian woman?
I like to make a grand entry and a quiet exit.At events, in situations and other people’s lives. There’s nothing quite like making a splash since most people believe in first impressions. On the other hand, goodbyes for me, need to be quiet,Like they almost never happened..so perhaps it will…