Dreams II

The scenes are rooted in my head. Surreal images and flashes of feelings from my dreams. The ocean is close, the beautiful storm overly visible through the window.  The familiar, sandstone path down to the coast crumbles, barely attached and supported to the neighboring wall. A campsite in my forested yard. A host of other… Read More Dreams II

Taco Anxiety

All I wanted were some tacos.   But with a teething baby, grumpy almost-kindergartner, and my ever-present depression fatigue, the odds were stacked against me. I’m tired. I’m always tired. Exhausted. I just want to nap. Always. Except maybe sometimes at 11pm. When I’m sleeping I don’t have to feel tired. I don’t have to… Read More Taco Anxiety