What a weird word balloons is, no? I am up and it is 4:30 after going to bed at 1:30. There is a hot air balloon festival here today I am going to, and I am actually kind of happy… Continue Reading →

6/22/2000 verifiable                                                 in undeniable terms to treachered in moon’s silver cuticle these, they doubt, yet they know not, very little to doubt to murder in hope’s fire to doubt and in fairy dust slip it’s gone in doubting show effacing… Continue Reading →

Oh funny…these May 21st people are really just funny. I am not even sure where the paranoia comes in but I haven’t taken any time to go peruse the theories about why it’s supposed to be this Saturday, but I… Continue Reading →

This goes with exception to today’s debacle, which in its entirety blew from start to finish. And I swear to god, or to my dustbuster, that this is seriously the common denominator between me being able to continue on in… Continue Reading →

Moving as much as I have has instilled a pretty unsettled state of being much of the time. I have lived in so many spaces, buildings, on so many different streets in too many different neighborhoods that I guess I… Continue Reading →

I read this book yesterday. Well, I did really nothing else yesterday but read. I meant to paint, sure, but I was a little less focused than I should have been after spending the day before doing much the same,… Continue Reading →

Lucky me, I got a reboot from my sister, who has been leaving her charger with me in the evenings. I then wake up sometime between 6 and 6:30 to walk it back over and drop it in her door… Continue Reading →

Well, then. Earlier today I tried to get some things off of my chest, but it ended up seeming as if I was complaining. But I ain’t. I am happy as a little clam. Admittedly a bit lonelier than even… Continue Reading →

Huh, and wow. I have been in some kind of weird quasi weird land, navigating this idea of having a family being so in my face and unavoidable that I really am still a bit uneasy in certain situations, namely… Continue Reading →

One of the first few surgeries I did have (I think this was the second one) involved them cutting from the top of my right shoulder blade, around the scapula, under my left breast and splitting down in between my… Continue Reading →