Musings by Missy

  • The Role of the Patty

    The Role of the Patty

    So there was a wasp in the bathroom at my girlfriend’s house. When I was flushing, I turned around and I saw him and he startled me and apparently, I startled him, and he flew into the center ring of the toilet paper. I was not super happy about that, but he came right back… Read more

  • Anniversary Part 3

    Anniversary Part 3

    The past few weeks, as well as the upcoming ones, hold a lot of painful memories for me. I am clearly not dealing well. My soul’s unrest lies in overwhelming memories that are knocking me down at the same time that I am unarmed with my usual defenses. So I went to the doctor with… Read more

  • Tests

    Tests

    My life has been a series of tests and I have not fared well. Luckily the tests keep coming and I have possibilities for redemption. Perhaps I could be saved. But I am tired. Tired of the failures and disappointments that I seem to dole out endlessly. Crap. Again, this is not the direction I… Read more

  • Yes, more is coming…

    Yes, more is coming…

    Thank you, guys, so much for asking! Yes, I will be posting the “spin-off” thoughts that came from my original post soon. It might take me a little while to get through them. It takes me a little extra time these days to do what I used to do. Plus my job likes it when… Read more

  • Anniversary Part 2

    Anniversary Part 2

    I’ve started this blog a dozen times. I’ve spurred off 4 different blogs from my original thought. I still can’t put together everything swirling in my head. I am trapped in a whirlpool of memories, regrets, heart-crushing realizations, and crippling emotions. So this started about anniversaries. Today is a particularly devastating anniversary. And next year… Read more

  • Fluff you, Uncle Ben & your completely appropriate advice to Peter Parker

    Fluff you, Uncle Ben & your completely appropriate advice to Peter Parker

    With great power comes great responsibility. I’ve been writing this in my head for over a week but the words are struggling to get out. I’m finding it difficult even now. I was asked to make a decision determining whether my mom lived or died. And I was expected to make it quickly. And I… Read more

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