Sirens scare the hell out of me. I've had so many bad experiences involving ambulances; so now, when I hear them, I start shaking. I think that's pathetic. I never, ever used to be filled with so much fear. Or maybe I was, but I
...I didn't realize until I read it over at fae wench's, and then followed a link over at Sometimes I ..., that Kalpana Chawla, the mission specialist on Columbia, received her doctorate of psychology in aerospace engineering from the University of Colorado. Reading their bios
...OMG, this is terrible. TERRIBLE! I was turning the channel from Disney to the network channels when I landed on ABC. I stopped because it wasn't what was supposed to be on. It was a newsbreak -- two airplanes had a mid-air collision over Denver
...I'm on a primitive life raft, alone. Before me is a whirlpool of chaos, mood and emotion, growing more ominous with every passing minute. I have only my hands with which to paddle desperately, trying with all my might to stay within a safe distance
...Another day. In many ways, the last week feels like some sort of nightmare from which I finally awoke, only to find myself in the middle of the same unending chaos I've known for so long now. It's like .... there is no escape. Not
...I've been thinking about the things I say here. I find that even here I am hesitant to say anything that will "offend"; or say anything which will make me sound like I'm complaining or whining. After all, there are a multitude of people out
...I am ending this day with a profound feeling of being blessed. There is so much ugliness in this world .... so many shallow souls .... selfish hearts .... but I have been blessed beyond words by the friendship of some of the most loving
...Memories are short, The good, all but forgotten, Only anger and selfishness stand tall in the foreground of now; Efforts in caring blur before eyes unfocused, Seen only by the heart of the giver, Appreciated so briefly by those to whom it is given ....
...It never seems to fail (thankfully) that whenever I am at a low point in self-confidence, and am wondering if all this work and writing I do is worth it, I get an email or post from a stranger who fills my heart with satisfaction
...I feel the weight of every decision, responsibility, expectation and obligation so acutely these days, and it is squeezing every ounce of life from my pores. Not literally speaking, but ... the essence of who I am. All of the good things. The creative and
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