Category Archives: Personality

Intro

Last weekend I was swamped by family. The week before was builders, mites and fleas. Recovered from bronchitis recently, my energy is back and I don’t wheeze, but I deplore the hours I have lost, while grateful for how well … Continue reading

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Let Him Be

He had a chance but never took a shot. I know he always meant to, but somehow the moment never interrupted: not important, just distracting. Every vow to make a move was countered or postponed, with little growth or progress … Continue reading

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The Last Label

“Low maintenance” is how my kids describe me now they’re grown and I’m at times their guest. When they were young I fed them diatribe and anecdote, but both of them have stressed I wasn’t harsh or selfish. So I … Continue reading

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No Duh

I think that I’m so smart but married twice, two men it’s clear I didn’t clearly see. And sure I paid a pained and heavy price, but nothing made me plumb their mystery until long after each had gone away. … Continue reading

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Half-World Problem

I’ve no complaints. I’m dull but feeling well. Perhaps I need a problem to confront. This may be TMI, or overblunt, but I’m aroused by challenge like a bell is pealed by pulling – a compelling spell upon me. I’m … Continue reading

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Familiars

I liked to think I had a magic touch with animals, as if they knew I meant no harm or hunt. Respecting them as much as people, deeming them intelligent, I noted critters never made me cry. (I almost felt … Continue reading

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Early August

The sunshine doesn’t strike the roof till 8, but white infills the skylight glass at 6. Through lids my eyes see day, and then the state of sleep departs; I stretch to spinal cricks and move to coffee, email, online … Continue reading

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Remodeling Dreams

Eleven years ago I bought this place. I jettisoned some books and sundry stuff, to fit my living in a smaller space, and I was charmed and comfortable enough. But time has passed; I’m older, and I’ve learned what bugs … Continue reading

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Averse

Less confrontational than you’d expect, considering her New York origin, trained early with impatience to reject the banal and the bland, and play to win, she moves and speaks so fast you’ll think her tough, but she will pull her … Continue reading

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Inspiration

“You oughta be a lawyer,” Mama said; “the way you always argue” she would add. She meant no compliment, but sought instead to quiet and suppress me. Even Dad who seemed to like me aimed to modify my passion, my … Continue reading

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