I'm sure you have had that feeling, while out, in public, you realize that there is someone in the room that for some reason or another you have just WRITTEN OUT OF YOUR LIFE and there is no need to revisit any of the history that precipitated it...
You walk away.
And don't look back.
Because that's what your sanity demands.
Lies, Lies, LIES!
"Santa, Santa, Santa... It's always Santa!" -- Jan Brady, sort of. I remember...
Woodsmoke Lane At Dusk
I loved the sky on this night as we left my brother's house. It had been raining...
A Spot In The Sun
I started the word processor at my desk, after sitting here for the past hour thinking...
"Baby... Dats BaNANas!"
There is a roiling controversy in our house. And like all things we disagree on, it just doesn't...