December 31, 2006 The Writing on the Wall

They haven’t responded yet.  That’s not really true.  My friend Melissa that I met on the Long Island Railroad commute into the Kabbalah Centre, but has now been living in California for probably almost two years, she replied.  I sent out private invites to a select few to checkout my website/blog, whatever it’s called, the […]

December 30, 2006

Sometimes time unravels that which our minds cannot.

December 30, 2006 Another Story

I opened up my laptop and nestled into my corner of the black leather sectional.  This used to be Bryan’s corner, until I moved in.  He didn’t mind, or even flinch. He gave me the corner and retreated to the other corner.  An imaginary diagonal line drawn between us would make a triangle out of […]

December 30, 2006 To Post? Or Not To Post?

I definitely didn’t want to continue writing.  Not in the general sense, but in the immediate next half hour sense.  The pile of tissues had grown larger and the ginger-honey-lemon thing now cold, my belly began to rumble, but these words kept repeating in my head.  In fact, it wasn’t the first time I heard […]

August 1, 2006 The Phone