54) Everything Nothing Something

Please don’t ask me what I’m worried about. It’s everything, nothing and something. I’m not writing this for the people who have anxiety, the people who know this tight feeling in their own chest, who’s breathe matches mine today. I’m writing this for those that can breathe easily and who want to know what we’re…

53) A Lesson in Regrets

I can’t remember which medical professional made the comment. That’s a common theme lately, not remembering. I seem to have hit my head in the place where the short term memory receptors live. Anyway, it doesn’t matter who said it, the comment itself was what made me think. “I bet you regret that.” For those…

51) Nap time

This is the man I love, from the angle I often see him. He naps after work. I don’t blame him, I’d nap too if I worked as hard as him. I’m biased of course, I’m obsessed with the guy, but I honestly don’t think I’ve ever met a harder worker. I was both at…