But my life turned out okay, didn't it? That's the answer I'd expect from some people after I write the post I want to write. This wouldn't be the response I'd get from the people who already "get it." It would be from the ones who regularly refute the premise, but for some reason, they'd… Continue reading Walls of Jericho
Today I posted a link to an article on Huffington Post by a woman has made a valiant effort to convey what it's like to live as a woman (and I will add my personal amendment to include those who present as women). It was a shared post from a man who urged other men… Continue reading If I include a pretty picture of me, will you read it?
Once upon a time I thought I was telepathic. No, not really, but once upon a time, I behaved as though the men I was interested in could read my mind. With a look or a series of hints, I could convey my desires and they'd have the option to either make them happen or… Continue reading Using my words
My house has an odd medicinal smell to it. I don't know if it's caused by whatever mysterious process is going on in the downstairs guest room that has been quarantined while they have these enormous drying machines running 24/7 since Saturday. But I do know that I didn't start smelling the new not-entirely-pleasant smell… Continue reading Stink
My brother spends more time with my dad by virtue of having kids. My niece and nephew see their grandparents at least once a week when they're in town, and even if they're not in town, they're face-timing and on the phone from afar. I, only having cats, do not have the responsibility of ensuring… Continue reading A message for the disenfranchised conservatives
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