I can’t sleep. It’s late and my sheets beckon but I can’t go to bed until I write this down.
Sometime in the late 80’s, when I was about 10 or 11, I walked down the street from my place to visit my grandma who lived a block away. White printed top with blue flowers dotting it all over; that’s what I was wearing- yes, I remember the exact colour. Continue reading “We are not objects, Mr. Trump”
I don’t run.
People know this about me only too well. Marathons frighten me, jogging makes me reach for the guardrail within 20 seconds and even brisk walking beyond 30 minutes makes my heart believe it will stop pumping blood on any given day. So, obviously, jumping over hurdles doesn’t figure anywhere on this list.
Dramatics aside, I mean to say I’ve never jumped over an actual, physical hurdle.
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Almost two weeks since I wrote a post here and I realised that with a start this morning. How did I let that happen? I love blogging!
But yes, I’ve been busy. No, I don’t mean that in the generic, off-hand way we usually say it. I really have been busy- attending conferences, work deadlines, the kid’s major academic tests and a few domestic concerns plus a short, pleasant getaway last weekend. So, I suppose it’s acceptable to take a break once in a while.
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