Mundane

Loneliness

New book by RFK Jr, a sequel to his first book, The Very Hungry Brain Caterpillar.

I did the thing. I got out there and voted. Now to see what happens when I wake tomorrow.

Having a sick companion animal is heartbreaking and heart wrenching. I don’t know how I’m keeping it remotely together right now. He is my world. He keeps me alive. He keeps me me.

Hello lovely and welcome to Caturday!

Brilliant. lol

Picard and Dathon, when the lunch breaks.

My dear friend. I’m so sorry. She seemed like the best doggo and I loved hearing about her. My heart hurts for you and your family. I send gentle hugs and love your way. 💚

Same here.

Oh or Nina Hagen.
I think I’d end up going down a rabbit hole of singers if I’m given a while to think.

Siouxsie Sioux
Kate Bush
Johnette Napolitano
Sarah Brightman
Stevie Nicks

The anxiety I feel is palpable. A feeling of relief is needed. How do I find it?

My therapist seemed genuinely puzzled that I don’t know the difference between fear and anxiety.

A stop sign is in front of the O of another sign that reads “now”

Stop now? Now stop? The way things are going I feel we need to stop, breathe, and regather. I’m currently in fight/flight/freeze/fawn mode. Not the fawn part though. Still, the anxiety weighs heavy on my shoulders. It hurts. I’m sore.

Sickening.

Everything is short form nowadays. Even this com-

I don’t even want to watch Colbert anymore. Or any of them. Best not to for the next four years. Save yourself the heartache.

Dashboard of car with Captain Phasma bobble head figure and two dried leaves on top.

Waiting on new lenses.

Canada

The sky this evening.