This is Roja. “Excuse me, ma’am?” I had a 4 pm reservation….” She’s very sweet, and easily intimidated by some other, bigger raccoons. I think this is her first litter. This is Beep, on the left and Rory on the right. Beep has some damage to his eye, so we fret when he goes […]Read More Some of the Good Stuff
“I’m still here” – some days that’s about all I can take credit for. For not snapping at the fools racing up and down our street, or better yet, getting a paintball gun and shooting at them. For not screaming at people blasting loud music. For going to pick up my prescription, wearing something claustrophobic […]Read More I’m still here
I could, quite possibly, write a rather long and heated essay here about the latest series of clusters in my world. Or I could go on and speak about the virus in the room. I could rant on, try to cheer people up, or go out and do stuff. Well, we kind of did the […]Read More Too Much Noise
The above picture (which in all likelihood looks better on a phone or tablet) is my anchor when I’m “home”. I know where I’m going, which direction I need to be heading, I know what weather is coming in, and what to expect. My heart beats a little faster as I start to recognize the […]Read More Not Home
My stupid reblog button capabilities area a fail, and I couldn’t have said this any better, with the exception of location! FEBRUARY 13, 2020GYPSYSOULSUNLEAVE A COMMENTON THE SAFETY OF SUPERIORITY The Safety of Superiority There’s this grossly false sense of engorged superiority going around. More contagious than this season’s coronavirus and the flu virus […]Read More Reblog From Reinvention is a Mutha
It’s been a bit since I last checked in – there’s a lot of work going on in dealing with school, emotional issues, making healthy decisions (err, I might be eating my emotions) and general “Are you seriously telling me this?” I’ve been staying up far too late playing mindless games on my tablet, and feeling […]Read More Still Processing
Trigger warning: sexual and emotional abuse, trauma, eating disorders and PTSD I’ve been working through some of the thing that led to my teen pregnancy, not the least of which is the question of the cast party that I don’t really remember. I know I attended, I know I drank a lot, but did […]Read More Spin Control?