So, do I have SAD or am I s-a-d?

So January so far has been me writing a couple of poems, cleaning up, returning to a mundane job, and not getting enough sleep. I can’t determine if it is seasonal affective disorder that is the culprit with all of the cloudy and rainy and dreary days. Or if it’s because Christmas is over and…

So, today was a good day…

Actually, every single time I open my eyes I am grateful. No matter how annoyed I get with people, or how low my bank account is, I am happy to be alive. I am sorry that there are people that do not truly find joy in the simple act of living. I probably sound like…

So, how is one to to be real in a plastic world?

The thing about me is that I am really kind to virtually everyone I see, unless the person is a poor driver and pulls out in front of me.:) But, I treat a cashier the same way as I do an ambassador. I of course treat my mom or daughter in a more loving manner…