sometimes I feel like I’m wrapped tight in thin paper and if I breathe too hard it will tear I crawl in bed, at times when I know I’m not supposed to be there at first it came and went and now it seems to stay a sadness that won’t shake an anger rubbed in …
No cure in sight April was Parkinson’s Disease Awareness Month. Another year has passed and no cure in sight. While life was happening, this invisible, uninvited guest moved in and now he won’t leave. Sometimes I call him “Mr. Parky.” He resides on the right side of my body. He is such a nuisance. I …
Not Drunk No, I am not drunk. But I just look and act like I am. I never acquired the taste for alcohol. I always saw a person who couldn’t control the amount of alcohol they ingested as weak, and I’ve always had a need to be in control. My choice of drink is Mexican …
