Really, what is it? It is a communication conundrum.
What do people mean when they complain?
I used to unload all my troubles on my husband the minute he walked in the door. 767 more words
I just realized something: I think I like kvetching about movies more than watching them.
That definitely holds true for bad films. But what about good ones? 251 more words
When you go through trial after trial, argument after argument, debate after debate, and your still stuck in the same place. You then start to question yourself, like “is anybody listening ” Yes, I guess the easy thing to say is, “there is someone more worse off than you” but what did you, yourself do, to get to the place of doubt, and misery your in, do you want to get out? 59 more words
I like pups and dogs that want to be with me, keep track of me, follow where I lead and check in if we’re on an unleashed hike. 606 more words
I tore my sole up in January. I struggled with plantar fasciitis through spring. I battled back against my withered fitness during the summer. Now the fall is here, the runner’s Mecca, and by all accounts I should be back up to speed and racking up the miles and pushing up my distance and reveling in the gorgeous weather that will last a scant month or so. 415 more words