Sleep has been hit or miss lately and last night was a restless one. During one of the rare pockets of sleep I had, there was a dream. But really, it was a nightmare. I watched as my chunk of a dog, Ace, leapt into the …
Tag: art
There Will Be Marks
Life makes only one promise to you. There will be marks. You will not get out of this unscathed. I have mine, be they physical or otherwise. Some will never go away no matter how hard I scrub, no matter how long they are pushed down …
If My Life Had A Soundtrack
Phil, from The Phil Factor, tagged me in his latest Music Monday post and it might be the first time in history I was excited to have to do one of these things. I can’t play any instruments, but I can air guitar like a beast. …
Behold The Beauty Of The Vicious Cycle
I never liked coloring when I was a kid. I colored, of course. That’s what kids do, play-doh, coloring, and incessant whining. I have one vivid childhood coloring memory, saturating the inside of an outline of a cat with rich, warm, chocolate brown Crayola. In a …
