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Apr.22.2013
April 22
Bummed
I accept change like coins slipped into a cup that sits beside me on the curb; never did it occur to me that I look in need of pity or alms from strangers, which is to say I don’t accept much these days, yet I do not fight it either. I keep...
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Apr.21.2013
April 21
Bound
The reason the sleeves of my disease wrap around and tie in the back is so that I will struggle with change. Alcoholism is my straightjacket and my goal is that ‘loose garment life’ I’ve heard so much about. The sweat I...
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Apr.20.2013
April 20
What I Take from Laban’s House
If I have the audacity to have a problem I must provide the instantaneous solution or be the cause of world-wide panic. Additionally it is the height of rudeness to have open-ended dilemma. It makes...
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Apr.19.2013
Movie business runs in my family. Yours truly had a minor role in a film, "Some Prefer Cake." It was so minor, my big screen debut was over in a blink of an eye. Just for the record, I played the cake eater. It was the perfect part for me. Only thing that was difficult was eating the cake--it was...
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Apr.19.2013
Recently when I went to an eye doctor for floaters, a common vision problem for older people, an assistant asked me if I had ever thought of cosmetic surgery for my droopy lids.
In a Kiehl’s store I bought some hand cream and the cashier, in his white faux-doctor jacket, tossed too many...
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Apr.19.2013
April 19
Ground Floor
Step 10 is the place where the doors slide open and I discover I am out of the basement. I have to pay close attention to where my feet are; it is so easy to stumble here in the light of day. Oblivious limitations and...
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Apr.18.2013
April 18
In Training
Like a faithful dog that was hard to train, patience is a thing hoped for yet peevish during the breaking in. Stanch companionability is hard won, but worth the cost of acquisition. And what is the price I truly paid in the end;...
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Apr.17.2013
Lo and begorrah. I haven't posted to this consarn log in nary a fortnight!
Sorry, sometimes I enjoy talking like Pa Ingalls—the real one, not the dashing yet sappy actor who left us far too soon.
It's been ten days. Jeez.
Don’t think it hasn't been bothering me, though. For the past week-and-a-...
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Apr.17.2013
April 17
Like an Elf Working in an Empty Tree
The chairs in the loft are empty, but I still hear the choir sing. The bottle though it’s empty, still sometimes calls my name. Though front pocket is empty and there is rolled up empty sleeve, still...
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Apr.17.2013
If absence makes the heart grow fonder, then what about absentmindedness?
I needed to write a check for my new writing class, so I got out a check, noting the number--531--in my mind. I folded the check in thirds and put it in a small purse inside my pocket. A little while later, I remembered I...
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