*Note*:  I'm taking a break from my running story.

My feeling of dread at being in the waiting room of the dentist’s office had nothing to do with an impending appointment.  I was only there with someone else.  Although the antiseptic smell that accompanies dentist and Dr. Offices was enough in and of itself to inspire uncomfortable feelings.

This ( Read more... )

Feeling as though I were dropped into another world I asked aloud, "Are you the tree ( Read more... )

( Read more... )