Age is climbing up on me like kudzu, and I feel like I need a plan for what to do with it.
It was time she gave me, her presence, her thoughtful listening and focus. She made me feel like my words mattered.
Why would I want to live to be 165 in a world where my iPhone doesn’t work and all my friends are dead?
Her eyes sparkled, her hair shimmered silver, and her jewelry shook and danced when she moved.
There weren’t enough hours in the day to process my life story, and it spills over into the dark when my dreams should be power washing my brain.
Yes, Virginia, the world is organized around the male sex drive. Otherwise, why would we have stilettos?
She got married, had kids, kept a nice house, and made sure there was always plenty of lunch meat in the fridge for her husband.