“Oh, that’s right…
I helped change a series of light bulbs requirimg over head twisting motions.”
Confession
“I did spend time tending my roses that the dogs had shredded…”
(Afterglow Dreams – Faller Music)
Like A Rip Cord
“I don’t know what I did, but my anterior shoulder tendon attachment is pulling hatd and very angry.”
Dreamer
She couldn’t help it when the visions came clear.
(Silent Fever – Faller Music)
Primed For Flight
Shivering from the forces warring within her, she turned instinctively to flee.
His hand shot out with lightning quickness, capturing her wrist gently but firmly.
“There’s no running from this,” his voice growled possessively, yet full of understanding.
“You and I…we both need to see this through.”
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(Title of multiple meanings)
Dear Alex,
“Sometimes the greatest love is nobody else’s business.”
(On Your Side – Mansionair)
Dear Alex,
“I am afraid to love him like I do.
People would judge and label and criticize.
I don’t know what’s come over me, but he moves me to my core.
His wild magic matches mine – and makes me feel so much more capable than ever before.”
“Like Old Friends”
(There’s Nothing Holding Me Back – Shawn Mendes)
Dear Alex,
“Though I just fought back a major complex of muscle spasms suddenly trying to painfully twist my shoulder out of its socket and facial spasm/numbness is scatter-ticking, there will not be surgery.
There will not be surgery!
There WILL NOT be SURGERY!!
My body is MINE again – and there’s still time to RECLAIM it!”
Heeeere
“Kitty, kitty, kitty…”
Meow
Cat and mouse
Hawk and owl
Dear Friend,
“How do you / do you blend so seamlessly?”
Typical
Bitterness floods the gut and rage boils inside, churning a dragon’s ire.
Dear Alex,
“It turns out that surgery will not be the answer – and that though the pain and symptoms are severe, there is still hope for regaining my structural capacity.
Thank goodness – and back to feretting out the neurology.”
She WAS Mad
Those had been her words, her life, and of her same spirit.
Now someone else was getting the credit.
Dear Friend,
Let’s get swallowed whole
Maybe we’ll meet on
The other side
Again
Dear Friend,
Whatever you need to do
I will not hold you back
I just wish that
I could hold you
Keep emerging,
Don’t hold back
In The Waiting Room
Is disengaging the same
As freezing dissociation?
My mind does not want to
Be going in this direction
(Emergence – Sleep Token)
(Losing Control – Duke Dumont & Nathan Nicholson)
Dear Friend,
Let me hold you as
We lose ourselves
Where lovers meet
Mutual Consent
When two say I will
Shut doors open up
Restored to sacred
Reign of love floods
Dear Friend,
“Dance with me, like lovers do.”
Dear Alex
“Tomorrow, I meet with the surgeon’s office.”
“Seasonal Shift”
(U Got It Bad – Usher)
Dear Friend,
There is no perfect timing
Just moments for a chance
“Love Markers” (Song)
By Athena Stairs, October 13, 2025
Emotional wavelengths
Undulate erratically
Ebbing and flowing
Depths overwhelming
Reclamation losses
Signaling potentials
Adrift without an anchor
Rediscovering home
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(I’ve Been In Love Before – Cutting Crew)
A to B
“We do have a hard time getting from…”
“Puenk!”
The incense stick got snagged from the car vent and made a sound as it got flicked into “puenking” right off!
“Growing Family”
(Hometown Home – LoCash)
Dreamy
“Hometown Home”
“StateSide”
(Do I Make You Wanna – Billy Currington)
And Then,
“Semi-peed on the potty pad.
Sheesh.”
So Many Things
“The new dogs tore up some of my roses, which need watering and tending.”
Retreat
She didn’t like her heart being exposed for the world to see.
There’s A Fork
“In my car…
At least it’s not in the road!”
(Ah-Haaaa!)
Love’s Alignment
Someday,
“I will let out a mighty scream of pain when my right hip joint at last repositions itself correctly.
But though it keeps indicating through a crazy spasming pain, this will likely not happen yet, today.”
Going To Extremes
“It’s a consistency now after mopping floors that the next day or so my muscle attachments spasm and twist, attempting to dislodge shoulder and hip joints from their hitches.”
“Making Due”
Confusion
“Those were my words/my life…”
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