Welp, that didn't pan out. It's not too soon to laugh, it is too soon not to feel embarrassed.
*Warning - Triggers, difficult topic, graphic imagery*
Author Note: As I post more frequently, I am weaving in posts I drafted when I first considered taking Pensive Impulse live; only took four years, I acquired it in 2012! This is the very first post I wrote in April 2016, but not the first one I published.
Fourteen years ago a boy married a girl.
Sam, my daughter, my LoveBug about to turn 5, has been fighting high fever and Flu B this week. This is just another in a long line of sick since new years, seems the case for most folks we know, this season being a tough one, and boy we're sick of sick. We've had to put a lot of activities on hold and just when we think we can get back to something, some other sick strikes.
It's a gloomish day, has sure felt like a gloomish week; I could use soul stir. A sunbeam. Even a spider.
What day is this?
Last Friday, Hurricane Harvey made landfall leaving behind massive destruction. An unfeeling storm propelled by unfeeling elements as homes and businesses were blown away upon impact, as waters rose and rose and rose, as lives were lost. Millions of lives have been forever changed.
I remember looking out the...