Barbara J. Hamby

The Japanese Sandman

I’ve written before about how old song lyrics constantly run through my head. There seems to be no logical reason why certain ones turn up at any given time. This morning, The Japanese Sandman came to mind and I could hear the player piano in my girlfriend’s house in the days when we went to high school together. A… click here to continue

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July, 03rd, 2009

Something Worthwhile

A voice in my head (mine? my mother’s? my father’s?) continually nags at me to do something worthwhile every day whether I feel like it or not. Some days, no matter how well I start out, I can’t seem to justify any of the time I’ve spent as being in pursuit of “something worthwhile.”

Yesterday and today, however,… click here to continue

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July, 02nd, 2009

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