But we don’t mention it because no one wants to be seen in that way. — I’ve been on a roll watching Sherlock, Elementary, Castle, and now The Mentalist, and I like the character, Patrick Jane. He’s similar to Sherlock except that he’s happy, and he smiles a lot, always smiling, playing little jokes. Despite his positivity and playfulness, he does not hide that he has…

Thrifty Word Roundup 100 #69: & 50 #90: Faces — In 2016, I went to the Hudson Valley Comic Con with my brothers, and one of my brothers quickly split, doing his own thing. My other brother and I traveled around, checking out the sights, enjoying the artistry and jewelry and other offerings that the comic con had. There were…

Thrifty Word Challenge 100 #69: & 50 #90: Faces — “This way, please.” He gestured toward the chair in the room. “Have a seat.” He nodded to the woman, and she hurried off, avoiding eye contact. “You’re getting a loaner?” “What?” I sat down in the seat. “No. I gave up everything not for a loaner. …

Those Donut Holes were out to get me. — When I started to actually have a job, it was in fast food, ice cream and bakery. Retail didn’t come along until 1998, but that’s a different story. I was living on Long Island and going to Nassau County Community College, and I needed a job. There was the burger…

Thrifty Word Challenge 100 #68: Steps — I’ve walked into so many walls. Well, not literally, but they still hurt. I stumbled over my feet, endlessly circling around and around. I was not making a dent, but last year, a psychic told me to recognize the successes that I’ve had. I noticed the walls were more faded…

Poetry — I could’ve used some magic. I could’ve used it to fill that void growing inside, but you moved too fast. Don’t you know that story would have changed my life, maybe even saved it, but you deemed it wrong, leaving me with just dusty shelves and plain pages, nothing to…

But I hope that changes soon. — The new year didn’t just start off with having Covid but also felt like the Sahara Desert, at least when it came to money. I was crawling through the sand, begging for a drop of water, and in March, there was some relief. But it wasn’t enough to share with…

Memoir — I met with the surgeon, and we spoke about my situation and my decision on the surgery. I knew the cysts would be removed, and I was okay, if the left ovary had to be taken out too. She answered my questions and was very informative, but then she threw…