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Dreaming Writing

On the Day Creative Flow Lifts Me Up and Takes Me Downstream To Easy Street

One day I’ll become a magnificent conduit and nothing else will matter.

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Closet of Anxieties Dreaming Politics

Dark Moon

You lay there, your mind returning to the pepper drawer, and think you will not eat a piece of chocolate after dinner, especially tonight on this dark moon day.

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Closet of Anxieties Dreaming Health Care Politics The Virus Writing

Cognitive Dissonance and Creativity in the Time of Covid

Shortly after dawn I watch animated droplets chase a cement truck down the Moncure Pittsboro Road — white nanobots against the saturated green. I’d woken hours earlier to the roar of rain and felt my way through the dark to close the bedroom window, thinking, “Maybe this will get things moving.” It seems silly this […]

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Dreaming

Waiting for the Light to Change

I lay in the dark, roiling in the emotions of my last dream. If Bob were to ask, as he does most mornings, I would say, “I dreamed I lost my purse.” If I were in a hurry to get my caffeine fix, I’d stop there and get up. Instead I stretch my legs into […]

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Dreaming Happiness Horses Our Life

The Test of Time – 25 Years

I can still recall the vision, Bob’s dream of 25 years ago. It was golden hour, and we were loping side by side across a field of grass so tall that the bottom of our stirrups brushed against the seed heads. A gentle New Zealand breeze kissed the prairie, sculpting a sea of undulating waves. […]