The past few days, I've been the happiest miserable person in the world, because I have a cold. Doesn't sound exciting? Let me explain more. For the past 1 1/2+ years, my body has been too broken and busy to fight of viruses. I wouldn't get sick, and virus that went around in our house… Continue reading The power of a cold.
After the rockets After the rockets Calm Then we'll go dancing Won't we go dancing Yes we'll go dancing 'till it all Starts over again -After The Bombs, The Decemberists 6 days before my brother's wedding, I got the worst toxin exposure I've had this year. 5 days before the wedding I had to skip… Continue reading After the Bombs.
For the past few weeks, me and my family have embarked on something I like to call Temporary Normal. The normal before everything changes. The normal that spends every day looking towards the future and making plans for when things aren't like this anymore. Since Samuel moved back to town 2 months ago, Julia has… Continue reading Temporary Normal.
It keeps striking me, at the strangest times. In the middle of a conversation about the wedding, as I sit exhausted on the pantry floor cleaning, as I drift off to sleep at night, how perfectly okay I am. I am not as far from being a fully functioning person, but there is something there lately… Continue reading Sometimes, hope comes back.
Just a reminder to the me of 5 minutes ago, and the me of an hour from now, who is pulling her hair out over meal estimates, and RSVP by dates, and calculating once again how many tables you can fit into the living room without people being unable to breathe- It's really beautiful that… Continue reading Just a reminder.
Yesterday, I accidentally forgot about the 47 different things that were stressing me out. I got caught up in my cabin fever and my want to do new things and move and break free. And it was so lovely a moment that I didn't even remember to stop and take in, that's how much I… Continue reading Cold summer ramblings.
Every time a media company or a comedian, or a songwriter, or anyone who does creative art does something that could be seen as repetitive of something they've done before, the YouTube and Facebook comments for that person/company/band, etc, is mostly made up of this sentence. (or something like it.) "It's obvious ________ is running… Continue reading “Running out of ideas”