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“How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?” Dr. Seuss In my remote cocoon, rolled up in a blanket, secured to the double wide chair I used to hate, […]

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Do you hear what I hear? Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…is this a cultural construct or the work of medieval religious institutions who wanted to regulate daily prayers, rest, and work schedules? Well, let me just say not much has changed. I feel regulated much of the time, not just by clocks, but my […]

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Sometimes I wake up and have no idea where I am. I search the room for clues, and think to myself this is how people struggling with Alzheimer’s must feel, as if searching for a misplaced shoe you lost a decade ago.Where the hell is my ship, my views, my hospitable porter?It’s disorienting to forget where you […]

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I glance at my watch noting the time of day. She sleeps, but only for a while, then I’ll be back on my feet, forced to live in the indelible moment. It is challenging to babysit a child after menopause, even the daughter of my daughter, because I have become so greedy with my time. […]