I’ve wrestled with insomnia since I was very young. When I was 7 years old my Dad got me a child-sized wicker rocking chair and set it up outside my bedroom in the lighted hallway. Continue reading
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that time I lost the Vagina Monologues
As I pulled into the dealership to have my car serviced last week I automatically reached out and turned the volume on my radio off. I suppose so the service guys wouldn’t have to listen to my Sirius CNN at mega volume to compensate for my deafness. After all, I drive alone most times so my cable news addiction can remain my secret. But then again, there’s the time I lost the Vagina Monologues. Continue reading
lessons learned from BookCrossing
The delight in finding. The delight in setting free. It was all there in BookCrossing. With ebooks and the convenience of reading everything on a screen I pack around, I’ve lost some of the “bookness” of a book. Continue reading
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