I found my happy place. It was closed.

I have serious love for this title, which is why it pains me to confess that the words aren’t mine. They were coined by a longtime friend and came up during a discussion about chronic illnesses, pain, and living life. Credit where credit is due. The first two problems make living life more challenging. I’m…… Continue reading I found my happy place. It was closed.

There’s strangeness afoot.

I’m not big on anniversaries. My own, at any rate: I remember important ones that other people best not forget. Anxiety-extension: the fallout from other people’s screwups and potential screwups. I don’t like feeling other people’s pain when there’s an easy solution: keep them in my thoughts and on my calendar. I wish I weren’t…… Continue reading There’s strangeness afoot.