She wavered at the car and the crosswalk, not exactly weaving but not quite steady either. Her hair was six ways to Christmas, unbrushed; her skin was blotchy and eyes baggy without makeup. Her shorts were too short for a 50-something woman out in public, her T-shirt was stained and crumpled. It seemed she hadn’t … read more The woman with the dirty T-shirt
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Day 4: All mixed up
Today was one of those days when I could not stay focused on anything for more than two minutes. It made me edgy … or maybe I already was … I couldn’t tell. Too many interruptions. I couldn’t get a grip on the day. To illustrate this day, I feel like I need a penny … read more Day 4: All mixed up
Day 2: The Morning After
I was really sore today from my massage yesterday and from not enough sleep. We stayed up very late binge-watching Downton Abbey, and I drank more yesterday than even on a holiday weekend – two cocktails at McCormick and Schmick’s, then two or three of my special cocktail, homemade melon vodka with pomegranate juice. This morning … read more Day 2: The Morning After