Tag Archives: Nancy

Of Bathory and Smoking in the Rain

There isn’t much to talk about these past few days. Personally, I’ve been ensconced in a modicum of depression, and not a small amount of self-loathing. What am I looking for, exactly? What would suit me fine would be something … Continue reading

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Odd and Unclear

Early clear skies have turned cloudy, and if it weren’t for the temperature being near forty, I’d say flurries were on the way. But, no, just a milky white color that mirrors the snow pack. My neighbor, a terrible gossip, … Continue reading

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