So I had a bad day. This too must have a space of its own. How will I remember this feeling? Will I want to? -

Putting myself last got me here. -

The Winter Solstice and it's folklore. That time just before Christmas, the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Future. Rituals, parables, cycles. This year I receive them as I find myself deeply stewing in my own, and unfortunately, not chemically dulled in the senses. I now

Perfect Days.

I am all words. Some days they dry up. The struggle shows. -

How can I build something that everyone can own? -

I deal with overwhelm on a daily basis. Wrong muscle exercised. -

Alas to have the soul of a poet And perpetually be unrequited in the delivery of this art -

Days like today the light of my life feels dim. Thank you for pain meds. -

Do you remember when you joined X? I do! #MyXAnniversary

March and June. Two most inclusive MOY. Global phenomenon. -

Day 30. Round 2 Blood Thinners. Taking the last injection. Feels like a kind of liberation. -

Onward and upward. Here's a phrase that's aged. Not well. -