Seamstress No More, No Matter Anyhow

Seamstress No More, No Matter Anyhow

I used to sew my own clothes, but not anymore. The talent – the time – is gone. I’m a Boomer-aged eyesight disallows threading a needle and I don’t wish to make more wrinkles in my forehead from fret. I feel like an antiquarian. I used to make...
THE INCIDENT: 2nd character pov

THE INCIDENT: 2nd character pov

I’m late, I’m late, I’m late… I parked in the far parking lot, mistiming the amount of steps required to the restaurant on the other end of the mall. While my Fitbit will reward me, my conscientiousness is brimming with guilt. It took a couple...
THE INCIDENT: 1st character pov

THE INCIDENT: 1st character pov

OMG. What a morning! Though I’d only had three appointments, all the clients’ marriages were beyond salvation. I was as drained as a city’s water reservoir during the recent drought. I’d talked ‘til I was blue in the face. I’d talked until I’d run out of ideas and...
Co-Variation Dance

Co-Variation Dance

I’ve long known that TIME and MONEY co-vary, but have recently detected a new element in the mix: ENERGY. The co-variance of these components can be drawn thus: My Constant reader friend, where are you on this graphic? Does it shift hour-to-hour, day-to-day? On...
Living Life as a Miracle: Purple Hearts

Living Life as a Miracle: Purple Hearts

A dozen purple hearts dance around my wrist alongside a sapphire as blue as my eyes, which not like the middle Eastern evil eye amulet, thank heaven. Amethyst beauties that wouldn’t bedazzle if it hadn’t been for a miracle, a coincidence of God. When...