I Killed a Darling, and I Liked It

The darling revisited our past pages:   “You said such nice things in the beginning.”   “You weaved sweet and savory.”   “You wrote like each word was our first.” Being a determined storyteller, I played the part between the page:   “It’s not me, it’s you.”  ...

Date Night with Me, Myself & I

I walk into The Land & Water. A bartender tells me to sit anywhere I like. I ask the waitress her name. “Kayla,” she says. “Look, I’m going to make this really easy. Water with no ice and 10-piece sashimi,” I say. She verifies my lack of allergies and departs.  I...

The Guilt Is Enough

I have so much. Enough love. Enough money.  Enough time. Enough.  So I wonder, “Why me?”  Because others need enough.  So I support others.  I give love.  I give money. I give time. I give. But is it enough? So I experience guilt. Guilt for blessings. Guilt for...

The History of Searching Domains

I do not know your history. You do not know mine. So let’s know more – beginning with this blog. It has sparked and misfired many times. Its first run domain name of livingdaydreams.com never saw a host. So I permitted the domain to die before it was reborn as...

Scene: The Lady from Alone

The scream came from the woods. My posture formed a stronger stance, then I moved toward the disturbance. Two voices. They disagreed. The voices grew as the two came into view. She walked. He drove. She refused to enter the vehicle he drove. He drove repeating the...

4 Direct Disciplines to Help You Succeed as a Perfectionist

I want to be perfect. Yet I know that’s not happening. Like ever. But I still want it. And worse. I want you to be perfect. I want you to always smile back when I smile. I want you to always say “you’re welcome” in response to my “thank you.” I want you to always...