The fact that life goes on is both a blessing and just a strange, strange, unfortunate thing. Several times last week I thought that surely I will be dead by morning — from physical and emotional exhaustion, from being cracked open and turned inside-out, from questioning everything that I knew about my life to be…
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Sturmfrei
Sturmfrei (adj.) Origin: Germany Lit. “stormfree”; the freedom of not being watched by a parent or superior; being alone at a place and having the ability to do what you want Well, it’s not my parents or “superiors” that watch me, but still, I will be without supervision next week and wow, I am…
Nightmare
Last night Sam had a nightmare. It’s been a while since he had one — maybe since the winter. For a while he was getting them regularly, thanks to whatever crazy developmental stuff was going on in his little head. But the past few months have been uneventful when it came to his sleep. It’s…
Melancholy
It is fitting that October would start out this way. I was hoping for a rainy day because I had enough of the half-warm, half-cool, humid days of September. I wanted sweaters and jeans and shoes — but no socks until November. That’s a rule. I was always — and assume will always be —…
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