Photo by: Keri-lee Griffiths It feels like a lifetime has passed, but I'm standing in a time capsule. It all looks the same. Nothing has changed at all. The smells and sounds are exactly how I remember them. It's a little louder than it used to be and a bit overwhelming, but the familiarity brings... Continue Reading →
Cripple Versus The Train In The Sky
Photo by Fabrizio Verrecchia on Pexels.com It sounded like it belonged in a fantastical storybook. The ones with magic wardrobes, secret gardens, and rabbit holes leading to tea parties with a mad cat. Is that where they got the idea? Oo, or did they rip it out of the tv screen and turn a futuristic... Continue Reading →
Getting Lost (Jackman’s Wetlands)
Photo by Valentin Antonucci on Pexels.com *Originally written: August 2022* Where are they? Come on, I know they’re here somewhere. They have to be here. They couldn’t walk out on their own. How old did that make me sound? Damn it, where did I put my hiking boots? It’s been too long since I laced... Continue Reading →
215 & Counting
Photo by Brett Sayles from Pexels I’m taking a deep breath in and blowing it out slowly. My heart is incredibly heavy right now. My mind is trying to process the unfathomable, and the inexcusable. A tragedy was exposed but, it's something many have known, feared, for decades. Their voices have been silenced and ignored. It’s a painful... Continue Reading →
First World Smudges
Photo By: Ed Leszcznskl on Unsplash.com Damn it, I have to clean my glasses again. It’s the pandemics fault! No, I’m not being ridiculous. You're being ridiculous. What? I don't know! Before this, I didn’t have to wipe smudges off my glasses nearly as often. Now, every ten minutes there’s a new smudge. I blame... Continue Reading →
Panic, Patriotism, and Purple Penguins
Photo by Hermes Rivera on unsplash.com I woke up this morning in a panic. One minute I was dead to the world. The next minute I bolted out of bed as if my sheets were molten lava. I stood there muttering, “Oh crap,” over and over again. My eyes blinking wildly. Focus. Focus. Is that... Continue Reading →