Far away city
Far away city with dreams that went to sleep
About Lucinda
Lucinda Watson has worked as a teacher, a healer, a volunteer, a naturalist guide, a storyteller and a board member of a few nonprofits, sometimes all at once. Watson worked for more than 10 years at the Haas School of Business, teaching communication skills to the MBA population and recruiting business leaders to speak at Haas.
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Explore some poems, snippets, and essays of my life.
I Always Know
I always know what people think. This is a blessing and a curse. It’s akin to saying I am never wrong but thankfully I stopped doing that a few years ago. I was once in Walmart with my mom before she died looking for nails, hammers, and hooks. She had never been to Walmart and wasn’t sure she wanted to go inside as she worried one of her friends might see her there. For the very same reason she would never go alone to the movies as someone might see her and think,” Look at poor Olive Watson all alone…
http://www.nytimes.com/2023/09/04/opinion/anxiety-depression-teens.html anxiety help for kids! Back to free play!
Swimming in my underwear
Last night I swam in my underwear. Probably many people have done this in their lifetime, but I have not done this before. I wanted to swim, it was a beautiful night, and my bathing suit was upstairs and I was downstairs, so I convinced myself that my camisole looked like a bathing suit. One thing that didn’t occur to me is that no one can see me inside my pool. Yes, I do have neighbors, but their windows are all blocked by foliage and bad lines of site… maybe good! My pool is private, and actually even in…
Spine Mine
Spinal Surgery Eight weeks ago I had spine surgery and it took 7 hours to make me less fragile but I am still fragile. I told the anesthesiologist I was anxious and he wrote I had a “psychiatric disorder” in my chart. He had black, thick hair and sat back in his seat while crossing his legs and brushing nonexistent lint off his lab coat which was labeled Lawrence Ferlinghetti but I might have misread that as I was under the influence of some wonderful drug someone gave me made from butterflies outside the ladies room. I asked…
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