Author: Christina

A long walk returning to the office It is pouring It wasn't a few hours ago when I decided not to bring my umbrella My shoes soaked My back and shoulders damp At least I have a hat I buy an umbrella Leave the store Watch her run trying to avoid the drops Light blue...

Writing this down. Here. Cheapens it. I know. Yet. I'd like more people to have it. So. I offer it. I've committed every day of my life to kindness. Every nightI ask myself if I am proud of the wake I left in the world. If I am not, I do...

I see it like this: If the world is a building. And the building is on fire. And I am waiting for the fire department to come and help me. No one is coming. There isn't some person who is going to rally all the humans required to make...

Hard day. The other day. What I do for a living can be hard. Sad and frustrated by the beauty and fallacy of the human spaceship. Then. Shoe broke. Left backpack at a hotel. Sitter forgot to pick up my son. Scrambling to have someone go get...

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