Sometimes when bad things happen in the world, when things happen that I can’t make sense of, I look for inspiration in poetry.
Last week was one of those weeks when only Cher can make me feel better. So, what does one do when it’s been one of those weeks? The only thing you can do: Blast some Cher songs . . .
As a writer, I’m always looking for inspiration. A few weeks ago, a friend of mine sent me something that gave me some hope.
In honor of this (almost) full moon Monday, I’m writing about another full-moon Monday I experienced recently. And it was one of those kinds of days.
I think I’m the exception to the rule, but, in general, I wake up in a pretty good mood on Monday mornings.