Just a Brief Note

I have not felt healthy since Trump took office in 2016. Yup, I’m blaming him, but ultimately responsibility for my health falls on my shoulders.

I followed politicans, I subscribed to various political newsletters, and I read the horrifying headlines every single day–more than once. I pretty much wallowed in my hatred of Trump and what he was doing to this country. There were times when I woke in the middle of the night and went online to read the news. Stupid! Sometimes that made me so angry, I couldn’t get back to sleep.

My blood pressure is up, various parts of my body are bitching at me with aches and pains, and I’m just not as happy as I should be.

A change has to be made.

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It’s time to take a break. Recharge the creative batteries.

I may post from time to time, either pics or flash fics, but I won’t be keeping to my usual schedule for the next few weeks.

Stay well, all! I’ll be back before you know it.

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Midnight Snack

It was late when we finished rolling around in the sheets. I turned onto my back, breathing hard and sweaty. “That went well.”

He laughed. “It always does. Towel?”


After we cleaned up, he went to the doorway. “I’m hungry.”

“It’s nearly one. Let’s just go to sleep.”

“I need food. Can I bring you anything?”

I gave in and got up. “What have you got?”

We slapped together roast beef sandwiches at the kitchen table.

After taking the first bite, I asked, “Pickles?”

“Good idea. New jar in the side door.”

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11.9.20 Random Shots

A few days ago, I hopped in the car and drove along roads I’d never been on before. When I saw something that looked interesting, I pulled over, stopped, and got out with the camera.

The first thing I saw was a horse in a field.

On my way back to the car, I spotted this mockingbird perched on top of a tree. The morning sun turned him gold.

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A few of us were sitting in the backyard around a small fire. Branches crackled and sparks flew in a light breeze. None of us wore masks; we were all, except for Marc and Jon, who were a couple, sitting at least six feet apart, and we were outside.

The only rule for the evening was “no politics.”

That lasted about ten minutes.

“You voted, didn’t you?” Cally asked, looking around the circle.

Jon put his hands over his ears. “Shut up about it already! We’ve talked it to death.”

She pressed her lips into a flat line. “If Red wins, we’ll lose rights, so this is important.”

“Yes, but it’s done now. Can’t we have a few hours of peace?”

Silence fell. My stomach hurt from the stress of the last several weeks. I’d come tonight because I wanted to be with my friends, but the elections had driven a wedge between us, despite being on the same side. It had been talk, talk, talk, and like everyone else, I was fed up with it.

Someone came around the side of the house and joined us. “Hey, all.”

“Hi, Ryan,” we mumbled weakly.

“Such enthusiasm.” He hauled a deck chair into the circle, and everyone else re-spaced to maintain distancing. “Good thing I brought the good weed.” Even that didn’t perk us up much. “Wow, tough crowd.” He offered me a joint. “Light it up, Will.”

Marc tossed me a book of matches. I placed one to the tip of the joint, inhaled, then passed it to Cally.

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