Licking My Wounds
Day 4 back. Not as many tears today, but they still fell. That’s a 75% crying at work rate, for those keeping track. I spoke… Read More »Licking My Wounds
Day 4 back. Not as many tears today, but they still fell. That’s a 75% crying at work rate, for those keeping track. I spoke… Read More »Licking My Wounds
Mostly I like my single life. I like being able to go where I want without having to check in with anyone. I like not having arguments about not doing the dishes or not vacuuming. I like being a hermit when I want to be one.
But there are things about being single that are hard too.Read More »Single in Times of Trauma
Saturday evening my friends joined me at the campsite. They worked their shifts and then rode the 20-ish miles. They arrived after dark. (First part of trip here.)Read More »We All Need Somebody to Lean On
I was awoken from a nap by a gentleman in my bedroom. No, this was not a case of afternoon delight. Instead, I was awoken by a strange man saying, “Hello?” to see if anyone was home.Read More »Unexpected Visitor
Happy New Year from Living Daringly land! I hope your 2016 has gotten off to a wonderful start!Read More »Out with a Roar, In with a Laugh