Author: Giancarlo Gori
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My soul.
Where is my soul? What is my soul? How did it become attached to food and music? Why do so many have so many views and descriptions for it? Here’s the deal. This is a turbulent time in my life. (News? I think not.) On suggestion I have been reading, along with a few other…
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As I see it …
…, like most things, it could be worse. My news today was not good. It was however, the better of the bad news it might have been. I do have macular degeneration. I have the common ‘dry’ kind that effects a large portion of population. This I see as good news since it means there…
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11 months
May 4th. The day before the more American than Mexican holiday of Cinco de Mayo. A short milestone for me. Eleven months sober. Or, more exactly, eleven months of not drinking. I made a point of the difference some time ago. One is working to make yourself a better person while not using. The other…
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My Lilting Lily
If this place was a home for sale in the current slumping real estate market, I would say, “Attractive, soothing water feature”. If normal no smoke in the butt description was appropriate, I would call it a fountain. If this place was on wheels, “It’s a whiskey barrel with plastic and a pump! So what?…
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Mental Health –
Let me start by saying, I am completely amused with that title. MENTAL HEALTH! In another life time, in another world I met a psychiatrist, at roughly 4;30pm on a Sunday. I was attached to a table, unable to move much of anything and in an act of defiance, I didn’t move the parts I…
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I didn’t see that coming
There are certain things I expect when I go to the doctors office, depending on the doctors specialty. When I go to the dentist I expect some anxiety, fear, discomfort and pain. I also expect to laugh at the stereotypical question when my mouth is full of tools and fingers. When I go to the…
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OK Spoon —
Here’s the deal. I am going to sit here and hold my breath until you reveal yourself to me. And, I mean your identity. Not expose, reveal! Here I go. I mean it, I’m doing it. I am. Holding. Still holding. Still holding, Stil This isn’t over Spoon. I have utensil access too ya know.…
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Let me clear something up –
OK – it has come to my attention that my angry, self-destructive, pointed and vague venting on this site concerns a person or two. I do not think it should so much but, I guess if I knew how to think proper I would not be rambling on in support or preemptive euthanasia. So, I…
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How did I miss it?
OK – part of my de-funk, kick the depression suggestion was too exercise. Activity that might result in sweat or elevated heart rate. I am not motivated to feed my self much less get up and DO something. Really. One of the best parts of having gotten into massage school is that, the particular school…
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Hello Monday –
Let’s take a look see at what’s up. Laundry list of stuff with no point or meaning. ( just re-read this, not much worth reading) Beautiful weather leads to sinus pain. But at least it is nice out while I am passed out knocked down from antihistamines. All four creatures are fine although in need…
