Monthly Archives: November 2019

7:07 a.m. Two and a half days of isolation. Even aside from feeling like I have to do this to check my dependence on others, two and a half days is weird. Like, when was the last time you went … Continue reading →

Not starting today in the best place mentally. This is the first time in 18 years that I don’t have to work retail either today or tomorrow (or today and tomorrow) and when I quit that job in September the … Continue reading →

Aaaaaaand I can’t sleep. Not terribly surprising. This happens. I’ve been known to not be able to fall asleep when I’d like to, and I’d like to now. The urge to go check all my messages and see who’s saying … Continue reading →

So I guess as with any addiction it’s not just about the drug. It’s about the routine too. The ritual. It’s not that I just want the cigarette. I wanna head outside and get some fresh air before I get … Continue reading →

I never had kids. Never wanted kids. Well, almost never. I met a woman once that I thought might’ve been the right person at the right time for me. Within months she had a preventative healthcare hysterectomy. She also told … Continue reading →