Linda Scribbles

Chugging along, like the little train that could

Tag: flail fail

  • On the cusp of change

    Or hopefully I am, anyway.  (Thirty-three has yet to take me out! Would you look at that!) The recent efforts toward change in my life have made me reflective, the hour a strange kind of nostalgic for the almosts and life events missed. I’m thinking about all the ways I held back or was held

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  • In which there is not enough tea

    I know I swear up and down every time I will update more than once a year, and I’m inclined to do it again, but we all know the probability.  I won’t say.  Please don’t you say it, either. A lot of things are happening in the world, as things do, but it’s like they’re

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