Hello November 17th, I’ve been expecting you. It is actually the eve of November 17th, 2017 and that means only one thing to me. 50 arrives with the next sunrise. I write this on a rainy night here in East … Continue reading Weathering 50
I had a bad feeling when I awoke this morning. The world felt a bit out of balance, phased in the wrong direction. I attributed it to a weird dream that seemed a cut out of American Psycho, in which I was being chased around in a warehouse by a man dressed in white. Everything around me was white. His clothes. My clothes. The walls. I turned to him and said “Is this a killing thing? This is a killing thing, isn’t it?” He smiled sickly at me and said “Yes.” I woke up upset, feeling nauseous, and as if … Continue reading Not Again
It’s eerily quiet here in East Haddam. Now. But that was not the case 12 hours ago. 12 hours ago, I was headed for my basement to hide. For those folks who know me, they know I revel in a good … Continue reading Bombo Mambo Night in East Haddam
Mornings start like this. Grab keys, phone, kids, hit the road. We have a 45 minute commute to Guilford schools from our house in East Haddam, CT. I don’t mind one bit. Of all the commutes I have, this is … Continue reading Lost Keys? Excellent.
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