Hey so I don’t care if your surgery is in a month, two months, two weeks–my advice is to try that link to the practice I recommended the other day. I had no idea how hunched I really am–of course… Continue Reading →
There’s been some tickling lately in my head–it sometimes manifests in weird deja-vu moments, sometimes it’s me waking up at midnight or two or three am, usually predicated by a night drinking I should not have had. This has happened… Continue Reading →
My husband is the best–he just wants me to be happy and maybe write-make a little money but nothing crazy. Sometimes I feel like I fail him while I’m failing me–there’d be some freedom an income would bring me because… Continue Reading →
So I finally made it to 11,245 steps, or really I made it past 10,000. I still haven’t done any workouts, partially because I am embarrassed and partially because I used to do none of that. I used to work… Continue Reading →
You know you don’t get a chance but once in a lifetime to write that and think it’s fun. So this is post 2-I know you’ve all been waiting. But it will show up posted later which is some English… Continue Reading →
I have been playing with this idea of writing the fictional account of what life could have been like had we had competent leadership during this time, but I feel like it would maybe be too early and slightly depressing… Continue Reading →
Been quiet. I have to say this whole corona thing has been a lot illuminating. It has made me realize how fucking weak everyone is, to be honest. No, I am not going to be the source that tells you… Continue Reading →
I have like 7 drafts, half-written, hidden inside here I have typed over the past few weeks. But I have also been busy, as I tend to spend my time a lot better than I did previous to this job… Continue Reading →
I am not a great person when it comes to discipline, surprise surprise! I suck at it largely and it’s going to be a challenge to get out of this hole I sit in kind of, lazily and sloppily letting… Continue Reading →
Not exactly sleepless, I’ll admit. I was absent yesterday, reeling a bit from a discovery on Friday that a close relative had an aortic dissection and nobody told me–nobody thought to mention, though I guess I am not one to… Continue Reading →
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