Christmas Cards

I probably shouldn’t be making Christmas cards this year, but I’m feeling festive. Holidays are weird for anyone, but for someone…

34°F

Trying to slow down today, I’ve already gone to group and decided to stop by the library after dropping off a package for the roomie. Yesterday I was exhausted. It’s hard to want to write anything or move at all on those days. My arms and legs were cramping a lot, I remembered to take potassium and magnesium, picked…

Spambot Love pt. 2

Valerie cracked her knuckles and threw the coat back. Lying in a heap was a vivisected, modified Roomba vacuum cleaner with a…

Verdun

“Our cheeks are hollow, beards long and our clothes thick with mud.” — Henri Desagneaux

I still breathe. I still exist. The days continue and I make what meager money that I can. Musette wants to go to the grocery store today. She picked me up from work yesterday, and…

55°F

Alright, it’s morning and I’m awake to do this morning thing. I’d like to get these Christmas cards made and sent out today, probably shouldn’t put it off any longer.

It’s rainy and gross outside, Lola didn’t want to go poop. She’ll be out of food in about two days and I’m not sure how I’m…

“I need…”

“I want…”

I’m really fucking lonely. I have all of these ideas in a passive stream, but reaching out is difficult. I don’t know if I can handle any more loss. I know that I will have to handle more. Can I please just have a community?

I’m no expert

I must confess that I suspect we are all in this together but we’re all very much alone. I wish I had the answers or a lock in on the patterns to elucidate the masses, but I’m no closer to finding meaning than when my face is planted in dirt.

The sky is a sweet crisp blue. The dog a good boy who hasn’t bothered me too much this morning. The day just beginning as far as work is concerned. I’d rather not get up and go to the ol’ 11:30 to 5:30, but a currentivist must always be ready on the move, up and Adam, prepared to take his little show with him or her’s, cause the last thing a…