For someone who gets lost getting out of a bathrobe, a spur of the moment trip to Salt Lake City was a big undertaking. But I undertook it. I had this friend in high school. Wait. I should back up. I spent 3 years of high school with the people I grew up with and … Continue reading Salt Lake City

by Dorothy Parker (words to live by!): Indian Summer In youth, it was a way I had To do my best to please, And change, with every passing lad, To suit his theories. But now I know the things I know, And do the things I do; And if you do not like me so, … Continue reading Poem

First, let me ask you if you still have that poem about Orion and may I have a copy of it? Second, I just wanted to share with you first what I haven't really shared with anyone. We're still adjusting my medication and it seems to take forever to find that right match that will … Continue reading Letter to Laney

I found it. I found Easy Street. So I turned on Easy Street to see if this is the path on which I wanted to direct my travels. Alas, I was not very impressed. Just a row of businesses that look as though they are either just beginning or have gone there to die. There … Continue reading Easy Street