One of my favorite things to do is to leave the house for a few hours and sit in a cafe and read. It’s the simple pleasure of getting out of the house and seeing what the day is like. Today, I struck gold as cafe I at is quiet and there are no bricks–sucking…

it’s been one week since the bombing in Oslo and the massacre on Utoya. i attended a Vigil in Seattle on Tuesday and felt sadness. this thought that my Motherland will never be same-forever shifted by what happened. what’s troubling to me is that he was a home grown terrorist that had become fixated on…

well, i came to this conclusion last Fall but allowed myself to continue to see my MSW anyway. that’s until recently when i discovered that she had no respect for me or other clients she was seeing by constantly calling in “sick.” i had a high stress week last week & i called and asked…