There Was No Sand In My Eyes

Ordinarily, I sleep pretty damn good.  Better than the proverbial baby.  Or perhaps more accurately, like a corpse.  I’m not entirely sure if it’s the weather or maybe because my job is sucking the life out of me, but all I’ve been wanting to do lately is sleep. I’ve decided it’s probably a combination of the two.  Doesn’t fucking matter.  I’m just glad that for the past several months, Mr. Sandman has had no need to visit my bedroom.  Until last night, or more precisely at 3:00 AM.  Everyone knows the feeling of lying in bed, tossing and turning like … Click here to be completely blown away…

Write or Wrong

You may be thinking, “she needs spell-check.”  Write?  Well, no.  I did that on purpose.  For starters, I’m just now coming off working 20 days in a row.  Yes, I was on the clock for 20 straight days!! I bet this shit doesn’t happen at Google.  Or in Europe.  Or in hell. Which is to say I didn’t have much time for creative thinking. There were moments, however, during these past 20 days where I was lying in bed, or driving in my car, or sitting on the toilet, where I would “will” my brain to think of what my … Click here to be completely blown away…