The Green Chair

Well, the end of the term has finally arrived, and I couldn’t be happier. It wasn’t a bad term; no, far from it.  It went faster than it should have, to be honest.  It wasn’t the wackiest or the craziest or even the most obnoxious term I’ve had.  Yet still, I’m happy that it’s over. …

Under Pressure

I’ve been singing this in my head for months.  It just seemed appropriate for today’s post. After several months, I had my appointment with a neurologist. Finally. At issue here is the cause(s) of my violent and painful headaches.  My primary physician wrote them off as mere migraines, but as someone who’s had those painful…

Through the Looking Glass

A month.  That’s how long I’ve been gone from here. A month. At one point, I was writing at least three times a week, but no more.  Gone are the days of me thinking that such a thing is even possible – why is that?  I have ideas, but I don’t have the energy or…

The Medical Detective

It’s been two weeks since my medical exam and I’ve yet to hear anything about it.  I know that I’m not the only patient there, but you’ve got to be kidding me.  The only thing that I’m confident about as of this writing is that I’m not in any immediate mortal danger (although, the night…

Sunday Musings

Remember my afternoon in the ER six weeks ago? Remember how I’d mentioned that my physician wanted me to take a follow up exam? That happened Friday.  Six weeks later.  I should complain, but I won’t because I know that I’m not the only person on earth with problems.  I’m fortunate in the sense that…

Looking Forward

Recently, I was talking with my sister about who-knows-what. At some point, she asked me why I did something, and I immediately launched into what was to be a lengthy discussion – a history, if you will – of why I had a certain viewpoint.  I went back to the beginning, describing the scene, the…

Butting In

I awoke this morning to a rather hostile text. You see, three weeks ago, I began following a blogger (whom I won’t identify).  I have no clue how our paths intersected, but I know that what caught my attention were the photographs she posted on her page.  I tend to like moody or emotionally charged…

Father’s Day

Daddy Furious died several years ago – something that I’m pretty sure that I’ve mentioned once or twice on this blog.  As a result, and the fact that I am not a parent myself, I tend not to think too much about Father’s Day.  Typically, it’s not until a week or two later after it’s…

Of Dentists and Burgers

I’m feeling a lot – A LOT – better than I had been, at least from a mental health perspective.  Physically, things have hit a plateau, and I don’t know what’s going on.  But then, I wouldn’t be me if I did. It appears that the conclusion of my dental issues is in the distant…

A Not-So-Simple Question

How do you forgive yourself? Is it as simple as saying, “I won’t carry this weight any further,” or is there something that one must do?  Must one announce the offense to third parties and ask for their understanding?  Or does one pray in hopes that God will forgive and that somehow you’ll know? I’ve…

Blood on the Highway

I’m strongly considering retitling this blog to something like Blood on the Highway, as it seems that most of my recent adventures have all been centered around my favorite chore:  Driving. In the near-month since my last post (I’ve been busier than usual), I have nearly been hit at least four times, nearly hit someone…

Candy, Cars, and Carrying On

I’ve developed an odd fixation as of late – and it’s just so . . . weird. I’ve been craving (and devouring) Hershey’s Mr. Goodbars like there’s no tomorrow.  I’m not kidding – this is a candy that, before last month, I’d probably had ten Mr. Goodbars total in the last decade (if not longer). …