Mirror, Mirror…

Her jaw moved fast. Up and down and up and down. Different than when you’re cold and your teeth chatter, hers clicked like a typewriter, only softer. The clacking stopped when she spoke, then started again as soon as she stopped. I assumed the movement was involuntary. Dishevelled, she wore layers of clothing, each as …

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On The Bus…

There are some things you seldom, if ever, see on the bus. I started noticing these things after I was kept waiting a ridiculously long time for a ride one rainy night. It was late. I was quite done in. My pleasant, smiley self, was long gone by the time that bloody bus stopped. Cold, …

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Outside and In…

Colour might be thought an antithesis to depression. Art tends to depict the “illness” in shades of grey fading into black. In my experience, that’s pretty accurate. Of course, there’s so much more to it. There is the numbness. Stick a knife in me, I won’t feel it! There is the forgetfulness. Yesterday? What happened …

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Back From Black…

There is so much going through my brain. It’s exhausting! Thank heavens for meditation. Usually I’m pretty mindful, too, but presently I’ve got to be conscious of it. In other words, I have to work at it. My innards are like a kaleidoscope, whirling and turning. I don’t know how else to describe it, though …

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