Stray Thoughts: …it’s like quicksand
A few thoughts about where things are, and how I feel stuck. Surviving, but not necessarily thriving. Taking stock of my feelings? That’s what a blog is for!
Category: writing
I’m Not Competing With Anyone…
I’m not just rooting for everybody Black. I’m rooting for everybody. But what does that look like, and how do I include myself in that in a healthy way?
Learning to Pick Myself Up…
If only it were as simple as uttering, “I never did mind about the little things.” when things get to be a bit much. Sadly I’m not a super spy and have to deal.
Photo Journal: A Little Philly June Getaway
While World Pride was out loud and proud in DC, I took a little getaway up the road to Philly and had a more chill weekend, but no less fun for me. Happy Pride!
Checking In and Checking Out
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.
Stopping Before the Spiral
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.
When the Ending Misses (or Makes?) the Point
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.
“You Can’t Go Backwards…”
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.
We All Clean House in Different Ways…
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.
Too Much Stuff, Not Enough Space… WHY?!
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.