In the week after Christmas, I often find there is an emptiness that is difficult to address. The month of merriment is over, the draining of bank accounts complete. Careful wrapping has been shredded and the echoes of delight have died away. One may discover, upon eating the last tree chocolate, … [Read more...]

It's been a slow morning. I'm lounging in a pile of pillows, putting product in my damp hair, and talking with my friend on the phone. I have a cup of tea on my nightstand and a plate with breakfast crumbs teetering there as well. My feet are still sore from a busy day prior. They're poking out from … [Read more...]

Andy has bought the test with the blue dye, and I'm frustrated. Every fool knows you need the pink test for better squinting action. I'm used to looking hard for that coveted second line, studying stark white in different lights for a whisper of a positive, digging the thing back out of the trash … [Read more...]