Tag: pain

Faithful Whiskey Nights

I used to think men who drank whiskey or bourbon on the rocks had an alluring sex appeal. Their sips long and gentle. They never showed any wincing as the burn saturated their gullets.  In my mind, they compared to Rhett Butler and other southern gentlemen who retreated after their meals to rooms where they’d smoke cigars and talk politics.…

The Breaking News

Unexpected. My body and heart has been hit by a truckload of red hard bricks. This place is quiet. Too quiet for my noisy mind. The thoughts running rapidly, repeatedly. The coffee tastes sweet yet bitter. Life is bitter and sweet. Love is bitter, and surprisingly rarely sweet. The television is on and the talking heads are assessing the constant…

Who I Am: Beyond the Hurt

On some days, thirteen years seem like an eternity in a marriage. Other days, the decade plus a few years can beam like the shining sun which rose too early and set too soon. The decisions I made brought me here. I am sitting under a rainbow colored quilt purchased from Target seven years ago. Today, the quilt has stains…

The Paper Thin People

Who’s to say we should wear metallic-shining armor suits? I do not own one. They say, “Toughen up. Get use to the hurt.” I say, “No, you cannot condition me to not feel.” Tough skin, I do not have. I am paper thin. I will forever wear my paper allowing my tears, blood, sweat, and intestines to drip openly for…

Good Fish. Bad Fish. #1000Speak

Atari and Nintendo used to have a magical button, the reset button. Black screen, power surging off, and then on again. Start all over. Brand new game. Reset.   I started this writing adventure on April 28th last year. It took me only a few days to create a name and the original blog page. The old page was moved…

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