Category Archives: Autonomy

Wrong Answer

My husband told me that we have luna moths that fly in dipping, circular patterns all night. Luna moths are magical, like fire flies. When I got up to pee, I looked out the window, and sure enough, they were … Continue reading

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Individually Independent

You don’t want to hear this again, I know you don’t. That won’t stop me. For a while I forgot who I was/am. I need new bras and a shower curtain. I spend more time devising ways to keep people … Continue reading

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Trash Floats

A long time ago I loved the idea of someone who grew up to be a PhD (piled high and deep). Sometimes I make an electronic fly by to see how he’s doing. He has a 2nd wife, also a … Continue reading

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Sales Semantics

Everyone and their uncles would like to believe they serve “clients”. Customers are so old school and tacky, not nearly as refined as hoity-toity clients. Spare me. Lawyers and accountants serve clients. Medical professions serve patients. Retailers serve consumers. The … Continue reading

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Back View

“You spent 23.75 hours of the day engaged in other things. Something to consider: kids nowadays are big into the hook up, just like in the 70s. Sex amongst friends is considered the very best way to go these days … Continue reading

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Wordless

 

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Hillside Homes

 

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Much Ado

There is too much to do. I don’t like it. Work is too hectic, family is overly demanding and I am tired. If I can survive the next week, without becoming a homicidal maniac, I will return rejuvenated later on … Continue reading

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The Reader

I finished Richard’s Story, which is Richard Daybell’s story because he provided the inspiration for it by holding a mirror up to my words so I could see them better. It was also Lucy’s story. I had to get the … Continue reading

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The End

Once I settled in Boston, I began to experience an inside out deja vu. Each day I was confronted by a familiar truth that seemed new to me. I found myself wondering why it had taken me so long to … Continue reading

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