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These days, I wish it were that simple. With what’s going on in the world, I sort of wish I had more moments I could just relax and settle into this kind of vibe.
Category: personal
“So you think I’m unattractive”
Men, please, try harder. And no, I didn’t mean “harder” like that. Just put more of yourself out there. No… not like that! GAH!
7 years on…
It’s been 7 years since my first round of cancer treatments was finished, my cancer-versary. It only sort of counts since I did have to go back for a second set of treatments for another site, but that gets its own cancer-versary… mostly because I enjoy celebrating things.
“I only smile in the dark”
“I was doing so well until the rains came…” sounds more like the start of a Young Adult genre novel than a commentary on my current mood, but it’s true.
How many bits could a Fitbit fit…?
No gadget failing has given me a moral dilemma quite like this. My Fitbit is failing and likely dead and I am oddly torn about whether I need to replace it or if I’ve finally outgrown it.
Climbing out of the abyss
I’m slowly coming out of a major funk, but I still think I’m a horrible person. It’s sometimes really difficult to reconcile those things.
Sunday. Self-Care. Solidarity.
Woke up on Sunday, a little motivated. By the end of the day I had taken care of myself, treated myself, and joined a demonstration outside the White House because this is not normal.
Horse Meat Disco: I could have danced all night…
Picture it, Northeast Washington DC, 2017. Your faithful narrator at an all-night warehouse dance party packed body to body and meeting two of his DJ idols. A hell of a night, to be sure.
Lightning in a Sweatshirt
A short little tale of one of the strangest superpowers all humans have. Clearly I need more coconut oil…
Ten Years On…
Just thinking about 2007 now that we’re ten years on from it. I’m moderately more of an adult now than I was then, but I miss a little bit of my carefree shenanigans and not feeling weighed down by everything. I don’t even know if I’d really recognize myself from then, but it’s nice to flip through my online photo albums and realize what a difference a decade makes.