It’s Still Pride Month… Right?
June 1st came and went and it didn’t feel like the rainbow confetti canons were sounding all that loudly. There’s still time, but I wanted more fanfare.
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June 1st came and went and it didn’t feel like the rainbow confetti canons were sounding all that loudly. There’s still time, but I wanted more fanfare.
In which the lyrics to Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger prompt a bit of writing and thinking and reflection on the here and now. It’s rough out here, y’all.
I know the Serenity Prayer but sometimes I get stuck on things that maybe I can change. And when that still doesn’t work, I have to force myself to stop.
More thoughts about friends and making new ones and what kind of energy best serves me and a segue into talking about Death Becomes Her’s original ending.
We did it, chat. DC has its own upcoming rotisserie chicken public event. On a recent morning walk, I saw this flyer posted on the way to Malcolm X Park.
We’re at the 5 year anniversary of COVID lockdown and reflecting on moments from 2020, how things have changed, and how they won’t ever be the same again.
Related to my previous post about too much stuff… on a recent walk, I saw someone used a local Little Free Library stands to set some graphic novels free.
A small thought that’s been swirling around my head for a while. Looking around my apartment… I simply have too much stuff for the space in which I exist.
How do you deal with being just OK in your chosen field? It’s not an inferiority complex but it’s in the neighborhood. Infinitely keeping up with the Joneses?
Added a new charity information page to my site today. It contains direct links to organizations and info about how they help. I invite others to do the same!