Monthly Archives: September 2018

FAKE EVERYTHING

Posted on September 25, 2018 by hafong

I think I have to give up reading crime murder mysteries for awhile. I am unable to put put them down after I’m hooked. Besides not getting much done, my head is in a funny space. They do absorbed me, … Continue reading →

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MY PRETEND SWIM

Posted on September 23, 2018 by hafong

These cloudy wet autumn days are starting to get on my nerve! Sheba is getting on that one nerve that’s left, too. Every time I get up, I feel like I’m getting a FBI escort. Most of the time I’m … Continue reading →

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MY TRUE NORTH, STRONG AND FREE

Posted on September 22, 2018 by hafong

Morning has broken. Snow is falling. There’s snow on the potted avocado. The buddhas are content beneath the spruce trees. My body is slowly easing and unfolding from its tightness. I need to move and stretch but sometimes what we … Continue reading →

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SOMETHINGS TO BE GRATEFUL FOR

Posted on September 21, 2018 by hafong

I mumble mostly about the mundanes of my extraordinary ordinary life. I’m starting to feel I’m a very boring person with a boring life. I’m repeating the same stories over and over. I’m not doodling the same old, same old … Continue reading →

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IF ONLY DOGS CAN TALK

Posted on September 18, 2018 by hafong

How are you today? I’m none the worse for wear. In some ways I feel better than yesterday. In other ways, I’m worse. I should not have talked about Sheba’s past anxiety issues. It was begging for trouble. It came … Continue reading →

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JUST RANTING

Posted on September 17, 2018 by hafong

No two days are equal. Today is not a good day. Nor is it a bad day. It’s just that I am feeling heavy. Do you know what I mean? I am not sure that I do either. You could … Continue reading →

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A DISTANT MEMORY

Posted on September 16, 2018 by hafong

Some mornings I just feel like throwing up. That’s how enthused I am. It’s not about who I am or is it? I have many mornings like this. When I was still working, I often start the day by telling … Continue reading →

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IT’S THE RAIN

Posted on September 15, 2018 by hafong

It’s a wet, dreary, windy day. Thank God for the autumn leaves. Their gold was more vibrant in the grey. This is the kind of day when I wish Sheba was self-walking. But I will brave up shortly and take … Continue reading →

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THE GLAD IN SAD

Posted on September 13, 2018 by hafong

Sheba is doing her job. She gets me out whether I want to or not. She’s not affected by seasonal changes at all. When I ask her if she wants to go for her walk, she pops up off her … Continue reading →

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LIFE IN THE SAD LANE

Posted on September 10, 2018 by hafong

Here it is, after six, and I have no words or thoughts on the page. They’re all in my head. I have conversations and tell stories there all day long. They keep me company. I’m never lonely. It is a … Continue reading →

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