I'm currently looking pretty stupid.  I am perched upon my bed, hair coated in ashy-colored dye, in a too-small tank top.  Nintendo is beside me, purring as he appreciates the heap of blankets I left when I got up ( Read more... )

Our bodies are changing.  We wake up these days, feel our bones screaming from the things we've done in the times our parents were away.  All that has been consumed in the past few years has finally caught up with us, and we are finding it harder to take the medicines that may have helped us once upon a time ago.  Our heads are throbbing from the ( Read more... )

I feel like I can breathe, just a little bit.  I have found clarity through the fog ( Read more... )

I know I have to get up, get back to work ( Read more... )

Today turned out so much differently than expected.  But things had to get done.  We had no choice ( Read more... )

Sick again, though I have the medicine.  My 17 hours of work turned into just five and a half.  I went to relieve people of extra duties, did my part, returned home to rest ( Read more... )

Okay, so I was on my way to urgent care last night.  I had to get gas at 82nd, so I took 205 to Vantucky.  While I was still on Glisan, on the bridge before you can turn left onto 205 north, I saw a cop car coming the other direction hit his lights and pull a u-turn.  He sat at the light, right next to me - I was in the left turn lane and he was in ( Read more... )

The next day and a half is going to be a headache.  I am scheduled for a graveyard tonight, and swing tomorrow, giving me a whole 7 hours between shifts.  Yes, that is 17 hours of work in a 24-hour period ( Read more... )

I feel I have found a balance.  I have pushed through, started paying attention to myself, started making spaces where I feel I can breathe once again.  My hands are seeking words.  My mind is seeking rain.  [The only way to fix it is to flush it all away ( Read more... )

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