morningside…

Sometimes I wonder how it is that I’ve managed to get where I am, as if I’m living in a tunnel with one exit out into the light, and the circuitous route there, is being built with each step I take. This year, time itself is moving so fast. Each second, every minute, is less …

your life, your money

A terrible notion, this thing called fear. Leeching your insides, second guessing your judgment. The terror unworthy of perpetuating your heart. It is your life, it is your money, you are an adult smart enough to manage it as so. Certainly, there comes a time when a daughter is rewarded for using her mind.

the incentive is you

This weekend was a wash, I worked later than planned on Friday night. That over exhaustion plus the dread of the blizzard that wasn't, left little incentive to wake up early on Saturday. Tigger was in agreement, as he let me be for hours until Dad's shoveling scraped my eyes awake. All in all I …