19 Apr April Wishes and Flowers
A scaled the hill behind my house today. I lost track trying to count of all the different kinds of flowers growing on a hill that is usually brown and dry. Seriously. Red, pink, purple, yellow...
Author: Christina
18 Apr Chicago a go go
Red eye. Red eyes. No sleep. Bleary. A full day with no breaks. Not one. Pooped. I'm facing a hard week, don't want to be there, want to be home.  Whining about it to myself. I'm waiting for the...
08 Apr Manhattan(2), a shin and a racing chair
Rushing. To Utah. Tired. A little slow from an evening liver symposium. Forgot my phone, my right shoe and left my coffee cup on the top of my car. Off a little. Spinning on some unusual behavior of mine the day...
07 Apr It’s a crying game
Tears have happened a lot around me of late. Not sure what is up. I've been a walking snot bubble increasing the stock price of Kleenex I'm sure. In class rooms, I'm watching people talk about what they really care about, and tear up....
05 Apr I hurt myself watching this one
I don't have a television. I am so grateful when people send me things that I absolutely need to know exist. I nearly turned this one off at about 1-minute. Talk shows annoy me...