War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Overcast once again this early Thursday here along California’s north coast, in a quiet, predawn dark — looks about the same as yesterday, fog-filled until it’s burnt away, sometimes not before late afternoon, and sometimes not at all. Summer along the shoreline… Due to my own sleep troubles/problems, I’m always on the lookout for shit…
Overcast so-laced with ground fog there’s drizzle in the air — no real rain forecast until Sunday night and into Monday, but this continuing low cloud situation makes life a bit wet. And making life more than a bit shitty — lack of sleep. Six years ago, without any preamble at all, I developed a…
First-faint light in the east this early Thursday on California’s north coast, and at this particular moment, the skies are clear — this close to the Pacific shoreline, clouds and fog are most-likely already forming, but right now sunrise could arrive with a bright thunder. Now about half-way through my Yerba mate, which followed a…
Crying into a sleepless dark is usually part-n-parcel of episodic insomnia, at least for me, when about a hundred-trillion self-scurrilous thoughts, mostly-redundant, yet savagely fighting each other for dominance, finally finish their shitty work, and tears flow pitifully onto pillows. Sad shit, huh? Not all those wide-awake periods include crying — a lot of times,…
Overcast and some ground fog this early Tuesday on California’s north coast — a long night and an exhausting morning. The last five years or so, I’ve suffered episodic bouts of insomnia and the cruel, sleepless affliction has inflicted itself again. I can easily go to sleep, but after about four hours I’m wide awake…
