On Roam



Taking a Breather

…And now I’m gonna have nightmares about F#@king Mermaid Cove! I bring it on myself cause I wanna, dammit! I’ve been working on the pre schoolyear cleanup of mass accumulation and remembered these all tucked away along with the dog bed zipper covers I no longer need. So…been a day.  Continue reading “Taking a Breather”

The Only Constant

I’ve still got one hell of a sour taste in my mouth. It always leaves me feeling like I’ve got a lot of negative shit to spit out when it comes down to it. And I will. It will come out eventually. In bits. It has to. Right now it deserves absolutely no notice from me. None. Rest up, Bullshit. You’ve got the day off.

I had a moment last night, in complete silence. Soothed. Calm. Some clarity. Momentarily empty of ghosts. Looking at myself from the outside, I could feel the rest and relief through every part of me. I took that time and chose to ask myself a couple questions.

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