The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

About once a year, something will come over me and I’ll buy a can of sardines and eat them in one sitting. I don’t particularly like sardines. I don’t dislike them, either. It’s just that they remind me of my grandmother. When I was little, not yet of school age, my mother would drop me …

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Have you ever noticed that a sound or a smell can instantly transport you back to an experience in your past? A certain song always reminds you of your first kiss. The smell of baking bread takes you back to your mother’s kitchen when you were a child. I love it when this happens. Unfortunately, …

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I have this nasty habit of imagining how my life is going to play out. Sometimes I project myself far into the future, and other times it’s just me anticipating how an evening is going to go. For example, if I have a job interview, on the way there I imagine what my life will …

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