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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

pods



Last year I began feeling an ethereal sensation in both of my shoulder blades. Like invisible pods.





Since I live in the San Francisco area, this was a conversation topic I could broach.





















Months later, I keep waking up with sore shoulderblades and underarms. I remember the pods.












Could it be that the pod / metamorphosis is being jumpstarted by the simple but toil-y labor of cutting down the bamboo grove that I inherited with my house?

























Tuesday, July 7, 2009

A recent foray into online dating




Keeping faith alive.


Because I haven't been married, do I still harbor hope that it'll happen? Part of me does and part of me is overly bitter and cynical...