I've decided Heaven is a tunnel itself, and Hell is a valley.

An apple, half a piece of fried chicken, half a Roma tomato, a serving size of cheese cubes (7), a serving size of peppers (3), a serving size of pickles (3), and a piece of toast with deli mustard ( Read more... )

Once upon a time ( Read more... )

Oh, things happen ( Read more... )

I should be out on the swings, she thought, and with a little sigh remembered swings and ghostly things: the day so many years back, when she, on the swing, was asked, "Are you a ghost ( Read more... )

Shall I make a list? (Well, it has been awhile ( Read more... )

And so this is living ( Read more... )

There are moments when I realize that I really have no leash. I can do whatever I please. There will be consequences, of course, but the world is open. This is my life, and only mine.

I have control.

I've been meeting a lot of new people lately. I have to keep reminding myself, "This is your life," because it seems too fun to be true ( Read more... )

There are bottles and cans covering the kitchen table, the stove, the counter top. Cups half full of beer or juice or water on the coffee table. Cups on the porch, too. A keg that we didn't pay for is sitting next to the front door, brought last night from another house ( Read more... )