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Ommgggg 🤯 I have NOT heard of this! Thanks for sharing!!! 💫 🧚 📚

Last night I dreamt that men gifted me flowers and pudding cups lol. I also dreamt that I chased a group of men into a theater and screamed at them about the patriarchy.

Today’s gonna be a good damn day. 💫

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Anyway. Happy Friday the 13th. The patriarchy is the scariest part of today, and all days.

I didn’t finish my meal. I paid and left. I was already worried about having enough resolve to face my driving anxiety for the trip home. I wish I could say I dumped my drink on this man’s head before I left, but I just wanted to disappear as quickly as I could.

I froze. The other men at the table didn’t say a thing. The man on the cell phone said to the host, who had walked up a few seconds earlier, “oh sorry, you tell me if I just need to settle down.” The host just laughed and said, “you’re fine.”

I’m guessing they were still waiting on another person because one man was on his cell phone and said “yeah, we’re sitting next to some fat chick.”

I got there, snagged a table in the bar, ordered, and was enjoying my dinner when a group of men walked in and chose a table right next to me.

It was a wild feeling for sure 🌀

Let’s gooooooooo!!

Me to my therapist this week: “So I’m in my era of talking to men in ways I’ve never spoken to a person before.” (Pauses and smiles in feminine rage).

Therapist: “Love this journey for you.”

It was a fascinating weekend 💫

Hehehe 💫

“So, yeah, I just came from a symposium where I got zapped by an energy worker, practiced my quantum consciousness and learned how to mentally time travel and this is the first time I’ve been able to fly without any anxiety meds. Cheers.” (clinks Diet Coke) ~ me to the 2 guys in my row ✈️ 💫

Slept decently for the first time in a week last night and dreamt of the phrase - “the trees will save us, they’re absolutely nuts.” 10/10 on all counts. Thank a tree today.
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Right??? And, like, this sentence?? This is one of the tamer ones. 💫

“And every once in a while, when I’m riding alone in the car, and whenever and always that I hear music…I think of you.” - in a letter from Rhea to Margaret on June 19, 1956.

Me during an info lit class today: “Yeah so Google’s gonna take what it knows about me and my penchant for searching David Tennant and Michael Sheen at 2am and show me what it thinks I want to see. And it’ll take what it knows about you and do the same (points @ random student).”

Solid plan. (Note to self: add lights).

Eeeeek omg I would SO go light things on fire with you!!! 💫

Ya doing alright, friend 💫

One time my therapist told me when she was taking night classes she’d walk around openly carrying a hammer to and from her car. “Nobody fucked with me,” she said. Anyway. I’m very close to adopting this tactic but my Cancerian Baby Rage ™️ would prefer a flamethrower.

Sometimes the knowledge that I’ve written three books hits me out of nowhere and I genuinely think to myself, “How? How did I do that while also doing everything else?” It almost becomes this vague, ephemeral memory.

Anyway. My writing process? Entering a trance state.

Rhea White once wrote to Margaret Anderson and asked, “Buddy, did you breathe me into being?” and I come back to that sentence time and time again when I try to explain the impact Rhea has had on me. 💫 📝

You know what? You’re so right. 💫

Right?!? This is the only idea I have but I’m like you, I wanna maybe go somewhere??

That’s a second checkmark for “yes” heheheh