Porcupine Love

I was once asked whether I had ever considered the mating habits of porcupines. Shuddering at the thought of all of those quills, I admitted that porcupine frolics were not something I had ever had any curiosity about. Then my brain went into overdrive, imagining how that would work. As…

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PTSD is NOT for Wussies

I visit my counselor every few weeks to keep everything in good working order. There are many times we chat about life-in-general during my visits. Today was not one of those times. I arrived with a list. That was a first. At the top of my list was to eliminate…

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