It's been a really weird few weeks. Very sad and anxious and dreading Christmas. And then period came so it was real bad for a while ( Read more... )

It's been a weird day ( Read more... )

Sup! Finally got covid ( Read more... )

Now stationary, I hear nothing
Unmoving, thoughts move in
like, "Did I just waste another year
without getting anything done?"
or "How long until I feel a sense of purpose again?"

Suddenly, I am afraid to turn around,
as though my failures have taken shape- "If this is sadness, I don’t like it one bit ( Read more... )

First time getting kinda fucked up to deal with a family gathering ( Read more... )

Painfully living a falsehood, leaving a crossroads ( Read more... )

I’ve had a few real weird thoughts lately ( Read more... )

I dreamt of my Papa the other night and it was bittersweet. It's the first dream that I have remembered in a long time. I was sitting in my grandparents kitchen. My grandma had sent my papa down into the cellar to find something. When he came back it was so shocking and he had been gone longer than normal, but he had relish all over his face. Like ( Read more... )

It’s been quite the month ( Read more... )

Today is friggin rough. Sundays always seem like this but especially today. It’s super cold and the day started with snow, and therefore a golf delay. And it’s just so dead, like we should’ve just closed up shop and let people just golf as they please, fuck ( Read more... )