During recess I would cling to the teacher, usually crying over something neither of us could identify. Fortunately, the teachers took pity on me, tolerating my need to be attached like a barnacle until recess ended and some irrelevant subject resumed. School was a distraction from the acute sense I had–even in Kindergarten–that life would … Continue reading
Middle-aged Jewish female with virulent bipolar disorder seeks lover–preferably female. Kindness, intelligence, financial generosity put you at the top of the list. What I offer: hot sex, at least for a while; a mind that, when operating correctly, delivers reliable first-class entertainment; humor and despair in equal measure; tears–joyful, sad, and others of unknown origin; … Continue reading
February 2015. My life in New England consists of the following: waking up, coffee, an evaluation of which of the day’s tasks demands immediate attention. Usually writing. Then battling winter’s onslaught of obstacles: the mound of ice at the entrance to my house which is obscured by huge lethal-looking icicles, so powerful they have locked … Continue reading
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