What Happens When You Die? I Can’t Really Say … I’m Still Alive

It’s raining. A common thing this time of year here. It's fairly warm at 6 degrees Celsius (42 for you Fahrenheiters), too. Also, typical. The rain is soft; no puddling. There's a slight breeze blowing. I know this only because, through the window, I can see a branch or two wave at me occasionally. Inside, …

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Do I Want To Sleep Through It?

2021. How’s it going for you so far? Roughly three weeks in and I'm desperate to morph into Ripa Van Winkle (Rip’s unmentioned sister), get me a jug of the intoxicating stuff that sent her lazy brother to Nod for twenty years, and sleep till at least 2040! Wouldn't it be sweet to bypass the …

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Another Year Begins… Welcome, 2021!

I have always secretly liked the pomp and circumstance associated with New Year’s Eve. Since my teens, however, I’ve kept that fact to myself, persistently feigning indifference, even disdain for the folderol. My subterfuge has its roots in embarrassment. The party thing is beyond me, and I'm ashamed. I am insecure and irreversibly clumsy when …

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