The Muse Speaks
you speak as though you know my music
and yet you do not listen to my song
how could you think you understand my heart
you who can not even find your own
you speak as though you know my music
and yet you do not listen to my song
how could you think you understand my heart
you who can not even find your own
I’m divorced. It was a big thing to me when I first started my diary. I’d only just gotten the final divorce papers just before I started writing at DD. The divorce was amicable, as these things go, but drawn out. Possibly it was drawn out because it was so amicable. Neither one of us…
Our best friends are innocents. Instead of opinion, they offer acceptance. Instead of judgement, they comfort. They do not hold back, but love without reserve. We whose pets entrust their love to us Know that the price is paid in their leaving. Their flame is too bright, their love too pure Their trust too complete…
I found a news story in the Big City Paper about what Dr. Liver must have been up to yesterday. Pennsylvania physicians rally for malpractice relief Posted on Tue, Apr. 29, 2003 By Karl Stark, Marian Uhlman and Linda Loyd Inquirer Staff Writers Nearly 2,000 doctors, nurses and their supporters took off work yesterday and…
It’s been a full week since my little postal experiment. So far, I’m the only one who’s noticed. Therefore, the only one who has learned anything is me. Though I’m not sure exactly what the take home lesson is. Unfortunately, I’ve now got to check for medical bills I’m expecting. So experiment over, null hypothesis…
I had gone to Canon’s site before, but when a search using the error message that ZoomBrowserEX gave me failed to turn anything up, I abandoned all hope. Tonight, fueled by your suggestion, I returned to their stupid site and looked through all the known problems connected with my camera’s software. I turned up a…
Have I mentioned recently how much I love my regular doctor? In the course of my life I’ve had good doctors and bad, technically excellent doctors who have no ability to talk in terms the patient understands, and doctors who simply don’t talk at all. And then there’s my GP. I had a 10:00 a.m….