Cynthia’s Destiny

“No!” cries Katie, her soft blonde ringlets bouncing around her red, tear-streaked face. Tiny fingers curl around the strap of her mother’s purse, pulling it off her shoulder. “Katie! Now, you know better than that,” chides her mother, prying the three-year old’s fingers from the purse. The little girl plops down on the floor ofContinue reading Cynthia’s Destiny

Shades of Green

I know this is a dream because I recognize the shade of green. A tingle of anticipation ripples through me, more a mental sensation than physical. Then again, without a physical brain, sensations can’t really be felt. Until they reach the brain, the feelings are only signals. So are thoughts. Would I cease to existContinue reading Shades of Green