The visit from the organizer has done a number on my psyche. It's jacked with my zen. Put a damper on my chi. It's been a week, and she left me with what one might call a manageable list. Except it feels like anything but that... I hate lists. Hate them. They don't give me … Continue reading Out With the Old
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Writing Through the Unpretty
It's Friday...hello, call me Captain Obvious. I'm welded to my couch and have little interest in separating myself from it. This is the first day of the week where I haven't had to rush out the door first thing in the morning. It's been a busy one with no end in sight. So many thoughts … Continue reading Writing Through the Unpretty
Drastic Measure Time
I'm here, writing again. It's going to be painful, arduous, non-flowy. It always happens this way after a break. I haven't been okay for some time now. I mean, physically I'm okay. And really, I'm managing...but I'm far from thriving. The world and the lens from which I view it is that hazy gray color … Continue reading Drastic Measure Time
Grief Happens 