Not the Editor

Monday I lost my job. After six and half years of dedication, I was stunned. But I guess it’s a sign of the times. A lot of people have been losing their jobs. Now when I walk downtown, I no longer need to bring my digital camera and little notebook tucked in my pocket readyContinue reading “Not the Editor”

The Patient Turtle

Today I feel like a turtle. I have this thick shell around my middle that seems heavier and increasingly awkward when I attempt to sit in a chair or roll over in bed. It’s a funny thing that now without the cervical collar, officially called a Miami J collar, which prevented me from turning orContinue reading “The Patient Turtle”