Going through old blog posts is an interesting process. I regret not having the Grammarly extension back in the day. Correcting my historic affection for no capital letters continues to annoy. I’ve also started doing what I thought I’d never do, and that’s delete some of the “amazing” works I set loose on the world back in the day. I’d planned to preserve the site … Continue reading Updates from recovery road.
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I’m on a road that stretches so far off into the distance, I can’t see the end. I’ve heard tell that once I get there, life will be better. I’ve heard the trip’s a challenge, but the destination makes it worthwhile. I’m told that once I get there, things’ll be alright. Once I get down the road, I’ll be… Continue reading I’m on a road.
Some days I am more wolf than woman and I am still learning how to stop apologising for my wild. Nikita Gill photo credit: ktavenor, “more wolf than woman” Continue reading More wolf than woman.
I quit smoking a little over a year ago. August something or other, 2020 (it might have been the fourth). I didn’t make a note of it for reasons I’ve discussed before, and I continue to be surprised by my success. [i] I honestly didn’t think I’d get it done. I didn’t believe I had quitting in me. I didn’t believe I could get it … Continue reading The last cigarette.
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