Why Do I Write?

Why Do I Write? Let me see, I love yakking it up–or yukking it up, whichever tickles my toes at any moment. I love sharing a belly laugh with friends.  Sipping virtual coffee or tea and enjoying the musings of my tribe as we slowly start waking up–or at least showing signs of life from across the invisible divide. Why Do I Write? My mind…

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Naked, Drunk and Snoring

Really, I shouldn’t teach my Teika to take everything so literally. When I returned to my office, she was bleary-eyed and had the electric shaver out–ready to go for the bald baby look. That would’ve been so embarrassing! Had that happened, I couldn’t be seen in public with her. Fortunately, I didn’t have to reject my little sweetie.

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