Out of the sum total of our lives, there are a few things that are burned in our memories in varying degrees. Your first date. Your first kiss. Your wedding, children, I could go on and on. Unless you are like the Domestic Despot, my beloved Karen, and can remember everything in detail, but sheContinue reading “Burned in My Memory”
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Counting Sheep
Insomnia. It happens that every so often I have a little trouble falling asleep, but now that I’m retired, it doesn’t really count. I am not an afternoon napper, so lost sleep from nighttime is just that. Lost. I love my sack time. I can, and have, slept for prodigious lengths of time when needed.Continue reading “Counting Sheep”
