Last night leaving the office, I was walking outside with my coworker friend and closely followed by a brand-new coworker. Coworker friend and I were discussing the latest audio book I was listening to and the new coworker asked what we were discussing. I commented that if she hears talking coming from my monitor area, it’s likely I’m listening to an audio book. She replied that she’d rather read a physical book than listen to one, and I mentioned I do that too, that I’m in the final pages of “The Complete Works of Dostoyevsky”. Continue reading
Growing up my childhood was blessed with first editions of National Geographic from its early years. Hardcover treasures filled with lengthy articles and black and white images from around the globe. Continue reading
I never really cared for the setting of resolutions, but as I got older, setting goals became more appealing. Successful goals are specific and have a timeline. So the experts will tell us, but admittedly, my goals often are more along the lines of “amorphous blobs”. All encompassing ideas of doing better. Continue reading
I love an adventure. Big, small… it doesn’t matter as long as I get home alive and in one piece and have fun stories to tell afterward. What better way to close out 2017 than with an adventure, right? This story began at Christmas 2016. Continue reading
2017 has been a real kick in the pants, has it not?
Either you’re thrilled that the sitting president is in office, but it seems that everyone else hates you; or, you’re disgusted the sitting president is in office, and feel that society is going to hell in a hand basket and you’re a “snowflake“. At least it’s warm on whatever side of the fire you’re standing on, right? Continue reading
The alarm had gone off and with a swipe of my finger I was plunged into relative silence again. I rolled onto my back, pulled the covers up to my chin, and looked out the large picture window on the opposite side of the room. Stars and planets twinkled in the dark of morning. Continue reading
I wasn’t feeling it. My spark was sputtering and faltering, and any free time I had, I wanted to fill with Life’s daily “things” that I felt needed doing before the ground froze, before such-and-such went bad, before I forgot until it was too late. Add to that the plethora of #MeToo stories and allegations and, as I explained to Mr. Muse, I found myself exhausted at the end of the day. After all of the “things,” I just wanted to curl up with a book or play a game where I didn’t have to think about how drained I was, and still am.