Imagine this. You wake up on this, the first morning of daylight savings time, and take stock of things. The sun's shining, the weather verges on warmish, and there are no crises (real or imagined) demanding attention. For the first time in a very long time, you have the luxury of following your heart. For … Continue reading : the cost of regret :
Tag: bliss
: hope floats :
Once in a very great while you stumble blindly into a perfect moment. Call it serendipity or epiphanic or an accident, they are what make life worth living. The slogging and monotony of the everyday gives way to wonder, an unexpected bliss. You can’t plan or prepare or put them on a schedule. They come … Continue reading : hope floats :
: crazy talk :
Writing isn’t always enjoyable. Some days it leans heavily toward masochism. Okay, right there’s a perfect example. I’ll spend the next twenty minutes fretting over whether I should use ‘toward’ (singular) or ‘towards’ (plural). I’ll check a couple dictionaries, google it, consult Grammar Girl and Woe is I, then change it from toward to towards … Continue reading : crazy talk :
: pursuing ignorance for the bliss :
Remember what it was like to know it all? Well, I’ve reached a point where the less I know the happier I am. Not only have I quit seeking knowledge, I avoid it. I’ve stopped asking questions, stopped watching the news, I don’t Google or engage in Googling. I’ve even mastered techniques to change subjects … Continue reading : pursuing ignorance for the bliss :
the whirly girl 