Running On Empty

Twenty-fifteen is half over and all I can say is good riddance. I need the second half to be better than the first. My job has become an exercise in torture the likes of which I had not anticipated. This has put me in a funk that has frightened me on a level I have never…

The Greatest Gift

I thought my trip home would be a tonic for the unease I felt. I was nervous for reasons I do not know. Why was I nervous? I was going to visit my favorite spots and eat the foods I missed.  Above all, I was going to see Mum.Things don’t always go as we plan. I did not…