Tuesday, February 27, 2018

And Oh, By The Way

My son spends a good amount of time in schools.  He's employed by a theater as a teaching artist, going into schools to guide high schools students in preparation for various monologue competitions and festivals. The idea that he may encounter anyone with a lethal weapon, let alone a mass shooter is horrifying.

The idea that any of the overworked, much stressed, educators that he encounters would be further burdened with the responsibility of carrying, securing, with the possibility of having to defend the class is beyond horrifying.

In the vernacular, "I can't even with these people . . . "

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Tuesday, February 20, 2018


A Neighbor's Tree 

A dream:  anxiety rising to the point of overflowing, looking for the milk. It isn't in any of the usual places so I began looking in some rather unusual places. Finally relief and then, immediate confusion. Why is there a gallon of milk in a dresser drawer? 

And then I am awake. 

Are you watching the Olympics? Loving it? Not? Somewhere in between? 

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Tuesday, February 06, 2018

In My Head

This song (not particularly this version) has been roaming about my head for days now. The days have not been particularly lovely but it has been pleasant to hope, feel, think they would be.