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What do you do when you can’t sleep, Constant Reader?

It’s a decidedly female dilemma, something hormonal and related to cortisol levels. A physician once explained the phenomena to me: that the mid-afternoon stress level is mirrored twelve hours later, at 2:30 a.m.… ...

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Woodstock Wus-out

“I wasn’t there. I didn’t know her. I left nothing behind.

I gots to be careful because I’m swinging my leg out with each step, to avoid stepping on the raggedy hems of these dang bell bottom pants. They’re jeans I got at a second hand store, and I’ve already had two ancient hippies, recognizable because they still let their freak flags fly, offer me a small fortune for them.… ...

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It’s a Dog’s Life

 

Corollary good advice for me: sniff around extensively, gathering all the clues and facts, before digging in…

Hide bones everywhere ’cause you’ll never know when the snack imperative hits!

What advice appeals to you, Constant Reader? Do you have a dog?… ...

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Life as a Miracle: Rock & Roll Hall of Fame

“Cleveland Rocks”. “Magic Carpet Ride”. “American Girl”. “Ride My SeeSaw”.

What do these rock anthems have in common?

Many things, Constant Reader, many things. And, all of them memorable validations to me… Our Father wanted us to be there, despite a ticket snafu 😉 (but that’s another block post, a miracle to be believed)

  1. “Cleveland Rocks” was the tune on the airport shuttle’s radio, starting up when the vehicle entered the terminal’s looping drive and ending as the driver dropped us off at SouthWest Airlines’ gates.

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THE INCIDENT: 2nd character pov

I’m late, I’m late, I’m late… I parked in the far parking lot, mistiming the amount of steps required to the restaurant on the other end of the mall. While my Fitbit will reward me, my conscientiousness is brimming with guilt.… ...

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THE INCIDENT: 1st character pov

OMG. What a morning! Though I’d only had three appointments, all the clients’ marriages were beyond salvation. I was as drained as a city’s water reservoir during the recent drought. I’d talked ‘til I was blue in the face.

I’d talked until I’d run out of ideas and breath.… ...

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THE INCIDENT: hostess pov

It’s 11:35 on a rainy day, so there was little foot traffic at the mall. Though not many shoppers, the business buildings nearby had begun to unleash their hungry throngs, the regulars who keep this eatery afloat. Our restaurant’s generous portion of expansive windows weren’t their usual billboards that entice diners inside.… ...

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Errant discourse – a rant.

I’m a writer – what about you?

I’m a human being, too – as I know you are, Constant Reader. As human beings we like to be listened to when we speak. Am I right? We crave being understood, as most people do.… ...

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Live Strong

 

Long before Lance Armstrong built a charitable empire to fight cancer, fueled by sales of the bracelet that my husband and I wear daily (the back story of that dates to 2005, and is a whole other blog) – and long before Lance fell from grace, I shared this epic poem.… ...

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Hunch

A hunch is angel talk and probably should not be ignored. The Holy Spirit that swirls. Provided to guide you morally to the end of your days and night. To help humankind and your self.

Listen to your hunches, pay attention to your intuition, do not dismiss your random thoughts.… ...

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