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December 28, 2007

December 28, 2013


Six years ago today DK and I met, in person, for the first time. I remember every detail of that day. Detailed post, DK calls, part 2, to come. related posts: DK sends me an email The interim DK calls, part 1 Advertisements


November 23, 2013


Sometimes memories are aroused by the oddest things. And sometimes, not very poetically. I had a long day today which started before dawn. I went to bed at 2.30 and the alarm went off at 5.30, so I woke up feeling about the same as I did when I went to bed: running on empty. […]

Halloween one

October 31, 2013


“You have forever ruined mermaids for me.” One Friday morning in late October of 2008, I got a completely unexpected text from DK. (Neither of us were big texters then; we very rarely exchanged them. More’s the pity we didn’t keep it at that in the following years.) He would be finishing up an appointment […]

Two takes

October 18, 2013


I came perilously close last night to posting an entry that would be more at home in my private journal. I seem to be at a crossroads or pivotal point or, more likely, I’m just stuck in the mud. With that in mind, I’ve decided to post both versions of what I wrote last night […]

The silvery moon

August 20, 2013


Before I locked up the house last night, I stood outside for a time and looked up at the waxing moon. I remembered texts from DK one autumn evening, telling me how beautiful the dusk sky was as he drove to West Texas.  I remembered another day, another year, as I walked home from a […]

Like a duck

July 30, 2013


In love, I am like a duck. Once I have made that rare, diaphanous connection with another, looked into his eyes and seen myself, that’s it: I’m imprinted.  I’m not fickle and I don’t discard people. When I bond with someone, it is with Gorilla Glue. DK is more like a Bonobo.

Summer showers

June 21, 2013


“You’re such a hippie!” (The summer shower art was created & posted here last summer, but the story is new today in honor of the Summer Solstice.) DK always grinned when he said that to me, usually with a gentle poke to my belly. I don’t think of myself as a hippie, but I didn’t […]