Some people think cats can see ghosts. If ghosts are a thing and cats can see them, do they see the ghosts of all the moths and spiders they’ve killed? Is this why cats race around like mad things, to escape the hordes of vengeful dead that periodically stalk them? I’m inclined to judge people who smell like marijuana less harshly. I’m want to race … Continue reading My brain and even more random thoughts.
I’ve been feeling better mentally. I’m still a little insane, what with the sprained hippocampus and chronic mental illness, but I feel solid. Maybe it’s because things are chaotic? Perhaps I need dark days and misery to shine? I worry about the improvements lasting a little: I’ve felt new before. But there are changes this time that didn’t happen before. I’m not interested in being … Continue reading Clogs and plantar fasciitis.
My counsellor is excellent. She listens well, gives me great guidance, and is single-handedly responsible for the boundaries I’m finally starting to maintain. She’s also building a supportive and beautiful community. A world of mentally healthy people is what her practice is working for. Towards that end, she, along with the other therapists in the practice, produces blogs and videos on various issues that relate … Continue reading Curiosity, patience, and grace.
I’ve been laid up and (mostly) off my feet these past two days. The failure of engineering that is my lumbar spine has been mounting a protest. Most of the time I push through rather than follow doctor’s orders, but my heart’s not in it this time. It takes little to tip me into sadness these days. On the bright side, I’ve been doing more … Continue reading I love a good collage, don’t you?
From Famine to Feast 