CFFC: Size Comparison
This world makes me feel small sometimes especially when I’m in a wide-open landscape.
This world makes me feel small sometimes especially when I’m in a wide-open landscape.
This week for the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, we are assigned the easy topic of You Pick It! and I am picking Spring 2021 for my topic.
This week for the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, Patti has challenged everyone with geometry.
There’s a bird house in my backyard.
Good morning or afternoon and welcome! Come in and join me for a cup of coffee and a chat. I’ll settle for a cup of peppermint tea since we are having this chat a little later than my usual time.
I have often been told by my mom I am a patient person. “I don’t think I have the patience like yours to complete a 2000-piece jigsaw puzzle.” She’d say. So that’s what I’ve always thought – I am a patient person.
I don’t recall when I developed this ridiculously hopeful attitude toward life – that everything will get better eventually, that something is better than nothing, glass is half-full kind of person.
“Don’t be so selfish,” my mom would chide whenever I refuse to help or whenever I refuse to share food with somebody. I hated being called that because I feel like that’s all I’ve been doing my whole life – sharing and never getting enough for myself.
I should’ve known, Savannah thought as she sat in the cold metal chair of a police interrogation room. She’s thirteen but appears mature for her age.
When I was in middle school or high school, my mom would often point out teasingly that I have a low EQ (emotions quotient), sort of like low IQ except with emotions.
Do you think psychic abilities exist?
I consider myself to be an easygoing person but of course, because of my doubtfulness, I am not certain I’m viewed as this person in some people’s eyes. In the past, I’ve had people give me conflicted ideas – people tell me I’m mean, people tell me I’m too nice and need to be meaner…
This week on Blogging insights – hosted by Tanya at Salted Caramel – asks:
I believe having doubts is a part of being human but as I grow older, I would often find my doubts be the driving factor of my day-to-day anxiety and hesitation.
Good morning and welcome! Come in and join me for a cup of coffee and a chat.
Sometimes, I wish I can go to the top of a mountain and scream, “I am a capable person.”
If you are a regular follower of this blog, you will know I write plenty of flash fiction and short stories about weird things – ghosts, vampires, and other supernatural things as well as some other weird things.
When life gives you lemons, you do whatever the hell you can with it.
“What’s with all the gingerbread cookies?” May’s jaw dropped at the sight of the trays of badly decorated gingerbread cookies on the kitchen counter.
What is knowledge?
“Next stop, Central Station, the end of the road, as far as we go.” The robotic Siri-like voice announced.
Rachel hates going to family dinners. “Everyone knows what Uncle Danny is trying to do.” She said to her sister, Jenna, over the phone.
Good morning and welcome! Come in and join me for a cup of coffee and a chat.
Alright, let’s see… Winter’s night, ground full of snow, she meets him, keels over and dies. Oh wait, he meets her, faints in her arms and dies??? Ah, what’s wrong with me and death? I dream about death… I write about death… Wait, have I been experiencing bouts of existential crises? Have I? No!!! Let’s…
I shot this photo when I last visited California in 2019.
If not now, then when?
The statue of King Neptune was the first thing she saw when she arrived at the park. As she stood by the pond, waiting for the guy she’d been texting with to show up for their date, her gaze traveled to the statue in the middle of the pond. She knew who that was unlike…