by Holly Mohr It’s a gray day, Brooders. A gray day in Pittsburgh—who would have thought?! I know, I know. I chose this city that gets more rain than Seattle. I even like gray days sometimes. They take the pressure off; they practically beg you to snuggle in, get a book and a cup ofContinue reading “The Brood: It’s Really No Big Deal Today, Brooders”
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The Brood: Magic
The moment I lit the tree, her whole demeanor changed. “Why, that makes a world of difference!” she exclaimed, her voice clear and strong, delighted for one bright moment before she disappeared into memory again.
The Brood: Silent Night, Restless Night
My conscious mind never stops running scenarios, trying to use this relatively peaceful time to somehow get ahead of any incoming disaster. I organize and re-organize the house. I make plans for how to earn more, to save more money. When I can’t stay on my feet a moment longer, I restlessly read the news, trying to identify where the next threat is coming from. Even my worries about sleep are part of this…I worry that when the shit goes down again (and how could it not?), I won’t have enough energy, enough focus, enough health to take care of the people I love.
Sick Pilgrim 