Happiness. It's relative.
In the middle of the night I stared at the ceiling convinced that I had the one strain of flu impervious to vaccination and that, considering my advanced age, I would surely die, if not by morning, certainly within a few days. I wondered,… Continue Reading “Advent 22: Not on Death’s Door”
Besides canoeing the hidden lakes of the Upper Peninsula and my Kindle crack habit, mood management is my primary avocation. It takes less time than it used to and I’m figuring out why. I’ve learned that I don’t need to let every bad feeling… Continue Reading “Mine to Lose”
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