It's just me yo.
No, really. THIS is how I do it.
I think about a lot of random stuff and I like to write it down. I believe in a lot of things and I think an equal amount of stuff is total crap. I am a cynical optimist. I am real. I like synchronicity and idiosyncrasy. My brain works quickly, which does not guarantee accuracy but is not A.D.D. Usually my mouth works even more quickly. I thought being really tall and living in Asia was pretty cool; but I am super glad to be back in California now. I want to be happy, bendy and satisfied... Because really, who wouldn't?-
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Category Archives: Family
Words for a moment when there simply are none.
For there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes. ~ Milan Kundera There are … Continue reading
Posted in Family, Friends, Home, Life, Writing
Tagged compassion, domestic violence, Family, forgiveness, Friends, grief, hometowns, loss, mourning, Petaluma, Petaluma High School, stalking, violence
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Back to the Future – or something.
The Wednesday before Thanksgiving, I spent the night in a room I had not slept in since 1989, and not regularly inhabited since 1986. When I got up and walked out through the living room to the kitchen, my parents … Continue reading
Posted in California, Chasing the Life I was Supposed to Want, Family, Friends, Holidays, Home, Life, Perception
Tagged going home, Home, hometowns, Petaluma
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