Category Archives: discovery and recovery

Stumbing Over This and Landing On That

For the last year and who knows how long before I have been floundering around trying to figure out what the heck I will do with the chunk of life, I have left to live here in the wilderness of … Continue reading

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Time Travel Interview Part II

In Which I answer the last 18 questions posed by Marcel Proust’s aunt to the 14 year-old Proust. I gotta say these are pretty tough questions for a 14 year-old. I know if my aunt asked me these questions when … Continue reading

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Time Travel Interview

I was sitting here minding my own business enjoying my time off from my Physical Therapist Assistant training when I came across these questions posed by a French woman to her 14 year old nephew, who just happened to be … Continue reading

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Creating A New Me: Three Quotes and Some Random Ideas

“I know what great cure is: it is to give up, to relinquish, to surrender, so that our little hearts may beat in union with the great heart of the world” Henry Miller I really need to get in synch … Continue reading

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By the Way, We Are All Worm Food in the End. Just Sayin.

Lines Inscribed Upon a Cup Formed from a Skull by George Gordon Byron   Start not-nor deem my spirit fled: In me behold the only skull From which, unlike a living head, Whatever flows is never dull. I lived, I loved, … Continue reading

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