Friday Nite Poetry: Connections

White Hole

White Hole (Photo credit: coofdy)

As long time readers are aware, I occasionally get hung up on my hopeless singledom. I won’t say it invades my every thought and usually I can go weeks, even months without stressing about it. Last night was not one of those times however. Hence this weeks poetry.

As always, I will remind  you of my fundraiser. I would love to be able to pay the bills by bringing you wonderful folks the best that I can. And now I give you your weekly verse: Continue reading

Friday Morning Phone Call: Seeing the Horizon

It has been a weird first week of work. I am still getting used to the evening schedule. I had not realized how quickly one can get back on a regular day schedule and how much that can throw you off. Things, on the whole with this new gig are going well. I am meeting new people, learning new things about myself and I am working at something amazingly positive. Continue reading