Two and a Half Weeks
I dropped Peter off at the train station. Odds were, that would be the last time I would see him,...
Peter, Peter, Peter
“Intense” was the word I continually used in describing my new relationship with Peter. Everything was so serious, passionate, stern....
The Dating Game
In hindsight, I should not have “gotten myself out there” so soon, but it did give me something else to...
Bloom
Originally written October 23, 2018 If memory serves me, when I bought this Gerber Daisy in the spring, it had...
Lewis Black
“The Pilot” very much enjoys the comedian Lewis Black. He has gone to his concerts in the past and proudly...
My Story
Originally written October 3, 2018 I had a dream last night, about carrying a little girl through the city and...
Moving Day
I finally had a day off from work. It was to be a beautiful first day of autumn, a sunny...
A Poem – Tired
Two weeks had passed and at the urging of my therapist, I began writing. I did it in the form...
Starting over…again.
It was around 4 am when he left. My head was spinning and odds are, I was in shock. I...
“The Pilot” part 3
The phone chime of a message received, sickened me. Why wouldn’t this woman leave me alone? We both looked at...
About Me
Groovy Gail is a Mid Western woman with a strong desire to write about her experiences and thoughts about relationships and the lies we choose to live with. Her passion for all things Mid Century Modern may have impacted her ideas about what a relationship should be like, but life’s experiences beg to differ.
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