Category Archives: Personality

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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The Fifth Wheel

The oldest kid, the only girl, the black sheep in her family of origin, she early learned to be alone. In fact she liked her solitude – she could begin a poem, reread a book, design some clothes for paper … Continue reading →

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Step Aside

My daughter told me women step aside. Confronted by opposing walkers, men don’t detour or deflect, like it’s implied they’re Masters of the Sidewalk. I said, “When and where’s this happening? Just who contends behavior never known of me and … Continue reading →

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Menu

A while ago I heard that if you let a toddler choose what foods he wants to eat, you’ll see a daily lack of balance, yet if you allow your focus to retreat and capture several days at once, you’ll … Continue reading →

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Metering Mine

I just couldn’t find anybody I wanted enough to make it worthwhile to patronize coffee shops then. Or maybe it’s really the fact I was carrying stuff from ruptured old unions I’d never subscribe to again. But somehow I got … Continue reading →

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DMV

I don’t possess a car. I seldom drive, but I renewed my license even though I’ve no intent to use it – I survive enjoying walking mostly where I go. But DMV said all they’d need to see is how … Continue reading →

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