Don’t Let It Pass You By

I imagine that if I got together at a party with my blogging friends in the real dimension, we would have a blast and all be fast friends. We would hit it off immediately with laughter and tears of joys. There would be no hang ups, no jealousies, no judgments, no cliques, as we already … Continue reading Don’t Let It Pass You By

A Fence Is a Fence, Is a Fence, Is a Fence

As I sit in my backyard, I feel like I need to whisper, be quiet, behave. If I can't relax in my backyard, then where? I feel naked, exposed, like someone is listening in and I'm in trouble. Is this the new normal? If all my files and phone conversations are filed away in a … Continue reading A Fence Is a Fence, Is a Fence, Is a Fence