Dr. PsychicLove: I didn't sign-up for this shit when I faked it till I made it, or how I learned
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Dr. PsychicLove: I didn't sign-up for this shit when I faked it till I made it, or how I learned to stop worrying and love the clueless ticking time-bomb
[Note: sharp satire or dark humor; some references to COVID pandemic]As with anything in Life, it all comes down to “great expectations” (not the novel). As Gautama Buddha identified some 2500 years ago, the root-cause of all human problems arises from “expectations”, and its ever-present accoutrement “attachment”. Thus it was with Claire Buoyant, better known through her alter-ego: Dr. PsychicLove. Like the enlightened founder of Buddhism, she too had accounted for the role “expectations” played in her accidentally chosen profession to optimal effect, to keep her business going well-enough to...
Slow and Steady
“It’s got a lot of torque, you see,” Peter Hareman gestured with his hand, as if his brand-new car parked in the office in front of the crowd of his assembled co-workers. “That’s why it’s so fast and, what was it the dealer said? Efficient.”Many of the people nodded, sloshing the punch in their hands as they hung on Peter’s every word. Leo Sheldon, however, turned toward the coat closet.“Leaving so soon?” called out Peter, abandoning the attention of the assembled audience and rushing to catch up with Leo.“Yeah,” Leo drew out the word like he was pulling taffy. Although he’d never show it outw...
The Eaves I've Been Dropping.
“You’re doing it again.” My husband whispers, stretching his hand across the table to stroke mine. “What?” I looked up from my untouched coffee for the first time since we sat down. “Listening.”“You know I can’t help it.” a sigh escapes my lips. Since I was a child I’ve heard everything around me. Especially the things no one else wants me to hear. You’d think that that would be an advantage, right? Well you’d be wrong. Answering the questions that no one actually asked doesn’t make you very popular. Never being able to focus on the conversation you’re actually trying to have because of all t...
A Memory From Gym Class
www.onedoor.cc “Line up at the free throw line.”I wasn’t sure where the free throw line was; I didn't pay much attention to what the gym teacher said. It was never interesting. I just got in line behind the other kids who got there first. I hated gym class. Why shouldn’t I? I was seven years old, short, spindly, and a klutz. Nothing good was going to happen to me in gym class.Today we were practicing shooting baskets. We would wait until we got to the front of the line and the gym teacher would hand us the orange ball with its odd rubbery smell. We’d attempt to make a basket and go to the end of...