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Bumper Sticker
On September 30, 2007 | 1 Comments

Sometimes all I want to be is a Missing Person.

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One Too Many
On September 27, 2007 | 3 Comments

This has been my phrase of late. I don’t know where I got it, really, but it applies. Perhaps you know the expression? It’s the sort of thing you say when you think that maybe you have too much on your plate, or that maybe, this time, this one latest addition to that plate has […]

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On Grieving
On September 18, 2007 | 2 Comments

A friend sent me this poem today and, although I had never read or heard it before, I find that I know it well. Night sounds At night your children askin cries for you to come to them In the space between sleep and lightyou pull on a baby sling, tuck in small fingerssoothing who […]

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Question
On September 18, 2007 | 2 Comments

Why, when I change the sheets on my bed, am I forever putting the clean ones on after 11:30 at night? Even when I removed the old sheets at 4 in the afternoon. Or 7 in the morning. Even when I’ve done the laundry– washer and dryer– and could just as easily put the same […]

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Contents
On September 13, 2007 | 2 Comments

I just cleaned out my purse. Some of the items found therein: -an Amnesty International sticker to put in the window of my car-the stub from my latest paycheck-a Mozart c.d.-a target receipt-a gift card to Omega Sports, received by William at his birthday party and given to me forSafekeeping-a discount card for Michael’s-the faculty […]

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Nope
On September 12, 2007 | 0 Comments

I got nuthin’ for ya here. Nope. Nuthin’. And if you want to know why, then take a look at this photo. It pretty much looks the way I feel. I’m going to bed.

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Just Keep Swimming
On September 10, 2007 | 1 Comments

I haven’t been here much of late. I have things to say and photos to post, but alas, I don’t know when. The boys who, now that we’ve started school, may use the computer only on the weekends, use the computer A Lot on the weekends, when I might have time to post a thing […]

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Dream
On August 29, 2007 | 5 Comments

We had been visiting my parents’ house and were returning home. We had just set out and, oddly, my parents had left before us on some sort of errand. My parents live on a small peninsula that juts into Peconic Bay, the body of water between the two forks at the eastern end of Long […]

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Rain
On August 27, 2007 | 0 Comments

Bill and I stepped out of the store and walked toward the car. We’d gone about fifteen paces when I realized I was getting wet; I looked down and saw the smallest drop of water on my forearm. “What’s this on my skin?” I wondered out loud. And then, “Oh, it’s raining.” “Funny,” Bill said. […]

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Behind
On August 18, 2007 | 1 Comments

I went for a walk just before eight a.m. yesterday morning, and when I returned an hour later, my house was still asleep. Aha, I thought to myself, now is the Perfect Time to get some e-mail taken care of. I haven’t taken care of e-mail in awhile. I haven’t, in fact, been on the […]

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