An Insomniac’s Inventory (aka: My distracted mind)

I’m a worrier by nature — or maybe by nurture since I’m the oldest of my siblings and things when I was growing up weren’t always calm and idyllic.  It doesn’t really matter why — only that I worry so others don’t have to. You’re welcome. But I worry over really stupid things (like did…

Random thoughts, which may be a product of a middle aged brain

I think I qualify as a middle aged woman.  And then the thought crosses my mind that if that is so, I have plans to live well past 100.  This morning, though, maybe because of middle age, my brain is hopping around randomly.  So here goes . . . some random morning thoughts: I’m starting…

Rx: Grab your camera and go! (Write Every Day, 21)

Self-care in these perilous times, they tell us, is critical.  The world — well, the US — seems to be falling apart into a political heap of turds and every day brings us closer to the demise of democracy.  I make it a point to be in the fight, to write and call my reps,…

Did you move away from home? Did you go back? (Write Every Day #11)

Before you read this post, take a look at this article about “Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay.” I was one of those who left.  Packed up, headed out.  Across the country.  Away from my hometown, which was more suburban than rural, but I am a late Boomer.  It’s kind of what we did. It…

Please Pardon Our Distraction (Write Every Day #4)

My morning quiet.  I cherish it.  It’s in the quiet of daybreak that I can think . . . and it’s the best time for me to write.  If I don’t write as I sip that first cup of morning coffee, the noise of the day gets too loud and pulls me away from that…