A Voice from the Swamp

Although well-versed in the Land of the Absurd, I am rarely stuck in the Mire of Dismal. But this last week I have been little where else.

My tiny life keeps taking hits that most would shrug off with a scoff. I, however, am laid low by these seeming trivialities.


I feel stupid, inept and maddeningly fragile… and I am NONE of these things.

Of course, my anxiety, panic and OCD are having field days in the funk of the swamp. The result? A wholly unlikable waif I have dared not give pen to – until today.

Mistake or not, I’m back.

I won’t hide from the ugly if you won’t.

Until tomorrow…


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