The Day the Lid Was Blown Off

Facebook ¬†conversation: Me: “When your gut, instinct, intuition (whatever you call it) whispers inside you, FOLLOW IT.¬†That’s the voice of God.” Friend: “Is it? Or is it yourself having confidence in your ability? Does the feeling have an audible voice? Does the feeling have a sense of touch?” Me: “I am CERTAIN it’s the voice…

The Party Bus & The Pee

My husband’s department from work rented a “limo bus” (a.k.a., a party bus) for an evening last weekend to look at Christmas lights. My sister-in-law also works there so she and her husband joined in the fun. As we waited for everyone to load the bus, I noticed my brother-in-law step out of the restroom…

The Journey Continues, Even in Silence

Note: This was written at 2AM, December 11th. I had been playing the piano (with headphones) in only the light of the Christmas tree when the urge to write was so strong, I forced myself to just start typing. It’s a nothing piece but everything at the same time.¬† I can generally categorize any writer’s…