Philemaphobia or Philematophobia- Fear of kissing. Philophobia- Fear of falling in love or being in love. Fear of missing out on something good/great/fantastic because you're afraid you're in too deep, getting too close? Is there a word for this? (And, no, that's not it. Not the words I'd use, exactly, but close.) Not too deep … Continue reading Obia Dobia Shmobia.
"Note to self: It's not the future that you're afraid of. It's fear of repeating the past that makes you anxious. Keep going forward." ~ me. 30 Aug, 2014. Originally posted elsewhere (with a different image) a couple years ago today, it is fresh and bright this morning. Alone in the house with things that hum. … Continue reading Untitled (but suggestions welcome)
Sunday evening truth: After two full weeks, I feel a bit lost. Maybe it will come and go, just as the realization I am actually here at all keeps knocking me over in unpredictable, powerful waves of 'Oh my gosh!!' They rise up at the silliest times and catch my breath. At the kitchen sink … Continue reading Bearings.
So I'm laying here in bed trying to decide whether I'm tired enough to sleep or if I'm going to spend 90 minutes surfing the internet or playing Words or trying to find something stimulating in terms of un-election stuff...when, really, my thoughts are on what's happening now and what's on the horizon. Less than … Continue reading Leap.