Research the origin of the phrase "salad days" and you'll discover, especially in the U.S., it's currently used to mean being at the peak of one's abilities. That's not how I'm using it. I use it as did William Shakespeare when he coined it in 1606. "My salad days, When I was green in judgment… Continue reading My salad days, when I was green in judgment . . .
If you’ve been around this blog awhile, you know I write a lot about dreams. In a sense, my dreams are my purest writing, straight from the subconscious, uncensored. I pay particular attention to mine in times of stress. Sometimes I don’t recognize I am stressed until I see a pattern in my dreams. Like… Continue reading Sweet Dreams
Some of you reading this are those strange creatures I call “people persons.” By that, I mean you actually derive energy from contact with other humans. I think of you as vampires. I would be your victim. Yesterday, I was forced out of my comfort zone to spend nearly eight hours among you in donor… Continue reading And still, you can write?!