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The Little Things to Say

I've forgotten how to write to you. I've rediscovered some of my favorite music tracks. Maybe I should rejoin Last.FM. I had the best birthday in a long time: Korean BBQ, which I have never had, and karaoke. I love food and I love eating

It Finally Happened

Here's what I did: * went to work * ate at restaurants (rarely, certainly more than I used to) * hung out with friends (small gathering at home, or a slightly larger gathering in an outdoor setting) * wore a mask when going indoors anywhere (except at work; I don't

TBT: a braindump from 201X

Note: Please be aware that I am doing a lot better now! This was just so... raw... that I felt compelled to post it here. So I realized an uncomfortable truth over the weekend, while we were off doing our own things-- and I did mine, and it was great;

The Books I Left Behind

Do you ever think about The books you left behind? Every time you moved-- and then-- The very first move was an adventure to something greater. Our first real house, with a garage and and attic and my own room. The move after that, a grander adventure away from home.

TBT: Episode 35.

I wrote this sometime in 201X. Episode 35. She's sitting on the swing, not rocking much, and staring out into space. She had little idea what she was doing, and had been walking, wandering, for awhile. When her name is called she runs off. Today, because I'

Two Point Five Percent.

It has been a rough two years, and for me the world didn't even shut down. It moved on, and me with it. While others were able to stay home and bake bread, or walk their dogs, or just slow down to enjoy time with their families-- I

Lately, my posts have turned to death. Here is yet another.

My grandmother was dying when I penned this post. There is a lot of what my mother bitterly calls it, drama, concerning the surrounding circumstances. But most of it is not important; what matters at this moment is how she does not want any of this drama when the time

On why I just leave.

Two weeks ago, I had to leave an online space. It was an oasis-in-a-desert type of online space. If you're in a marginalized group, you know exactly the space I am talking about: the kind where it's a safe haven, a group to contrast the harshness

The inevitable: silence grows longer

And before you knew it, two seven months have passed by. I had no drafts or throwbacks to throw into the queue, so the silence lingered. A bit has happened since then: we've moved to a bigger and better house, I received my vaccination (edit: and booster!), I

It's been a week, and I haven't written.

I was on vacation last week. Before, I made plans: to fix things around the house we've been putting off, to play video games, to talk to people, and to write. Before and during, I also focused on making my space feel more like "me." That

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