I hope this finds you well. I feel quite derelict in my duties – I’ve not been reading much from the blogging world. I don’t know how things are going in that world. If it makes you feel better, I’m neglecting the people in my physical circle as well. Rejection loves company. My capacity tanks when I’m depressed and struggling with my c-PTSD. I like … Continue reading Bring on the light – an off-the-cuff joint.
I used to skip the hyphens while typing, returning to do them after the writing was done, but it actually takes longer that way. I don’t usually start with a digression, but the thought occurred to me while titling and it felt insistent. I’m in a dark head space these days. I’m in a blow-up-my-world head space. I’m full of anger and entitled pain – … Continue reading A dark headspace – an off-the-cuff joint.
For the people in the back keeping score, it’s a new month. April showers bring May flowers, but April also brings the month of “be the change.” That’s my theme. Keep moving forward, let it go, seize the day, and be the change were the first four months of 2023. It’s going okay, though I suspect “be the change” requires more than keyboard warrioring. I … Continue reading Monday mood – an off-the-cuff joint.
Did you know that Peter Gabriel named five of his albums, “Peter Gabriel”? I guess he hated coming up with titles too. His new stuff is good – “Playing for Time” is in my “current rotation” Spotify playlist. It’s good. But I digress. A neat trick considering I haven’t started. I feel fat today. Fat is not a feeling, something they hammer home in eating … Continue reading Recovery Road has too many hills – an off-the-cuff joint.
From Famine to Feast. 