(Poetry Month – Week Two) The fog is here again. You never know when it is coming. You never know how long it will stay, or how much of it there will be. Sometimes it is more mist than fog. Mist you can see through, but everything is fuzzy around the edges. Fog stops yourContinue reading “The Fog is Here Again”
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Kentucky Weekend
I had been seriously triggered at work and realized I was going to have to quit. I had entered into the worst depression I had experienced in over a decade and I realized I needed to take care of myself. I needed to get away, even if I didn’t do anything, I needed a changeContinue reading “Kentucky Weekend”
My Patio 