So one of those aforementioned ex-friends is getting married this year. Let's call her Goldie.
I knew it was coming, since I've met her fiancé and he's a fantastic match for her, blah blah, but...still, it's quite the moment when you hear about a major upcoming event in the life of someone you used to care about very much who is now a stranger. You can be struck by a memory or two without any preparation. It makes me wish I wasn't sentimental. By the way, I don't have many ex-pals but to you, dear readers, I've spoken at length about one and mentioned one or two more. Some of them I went to school with for ages, so our history, good and bad, is now ancient but still profound, and Goldie is one of those people.
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
This Dog Won't Go Gentle Into That Good Night
"...She's a female version of Archie Bunker, a canine Cartman."
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
To Fellow Artists: Be a Seeker
You don’t have to stunt your storytelling.
-
It would be reasonable and correct to assume that my parents are unaware of what an empath is and the fact that their daughter...
-
I found my dream on June 3rd to be delightfully weird: Dream Me gets to do some kissing, but with a gross element. Enjoy.
-
I was trying to figure out how I’d make a certain point in this essay and – ta da! – Christina Lopes, DPT, MPH posted some...
