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tenacity
So I looked back at the last time I posted here back in 2020, and I feel so, so sad for that poor girl. She was like the quicksilver terminator at the end of T3 when it just keeps trying to morph itself out of the puddle of its own goo.
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up for air
I just now came up for air from my latest project. I write all the time now, all the time, always, unless I'm sleeping or too tired to think.
It's pretty cool. I don't mind so much being sick so long as I can work.
Not that I don't have my moments of existential despair. All the woe-is-me and the laundry list of things I'll never do again.
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This is just me musing about childhood memories.
I nap in my comfy chair in the early morning while the Kinglet gets ready for school. He's mostly self-sufficient now; I just have to set an alarm to remind myself to remind him to Do All the Things (brush your teeth/hair, put on deodorant, open the front door, be ready for your ride). Then I call the Empress down, make her breakfast, pack her ( Read more... ) -
My Own Private Burrow
So, anyway ( Read more... ) -
If Today Were a Song
I wanted to save this FB post from certain loss in obscurity.
With thanks to This Guy: my mood today if it were a song.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HzoD8DMWDs0&fbclid=IwAR2fVx_OdDi3pyjR-UBi09nTJWjgh68_7PnEXnPioOifsM-B_NBMcZpEqro
I remember sitting outside the BrewHaha cafe on days like this--rainy and cold--on the roof, looking down on Newark ( Read more... ) -
The oldest story
So my mother died ( Read more... ) -
As translated by the speech-to-text app on my phone, pasted into yahoo mail and sent to myself
So this has been an eventful weekend for reasons I am not ready to go into, not the least of which is the maybe diagnosis that I received on Friday. I don't want to make it social media official until I have gotten the results of some follow-up tests, and had some conversations.
Regardless of the official name of the thing, I am currently...in a ( Read more... ) -
Last Dance with Mary Jane's Social Anxiety
The worst thing about my journey right now is that the pot is making me anxious. It wasn't like this when I was younger, and fuck, I wish I could just relax. But it's tricky ( Read more... ) -
Light it up
Physical bullshit aside, I feel like I'm going through another adolescence ( Read more... ) -
Just somebody I used to know
Once upon a time I had this friend. We were very close. My kid called her "Auntie". She made my husband and I godparents to hers. Given the problems I have with my own family, it was a really big deal for me to cross that line from friend to family with someone I'm not actually related to. It was nice ( Read more... )