Erstwhile Dancefloor Revolution

And so it begins…

My heart is a little tender tonight. I’ve just begun the packing process and aside from finding enough boxes for all those books and spooky dolls and Romulan Ale (thank you Kathy) there’s also the need to let go of things.  Things and stuff. I have the memories so the …

I know better now

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnmzqnJtNb4 “Perfect World” Oh, London Moon, help me stumble home Let me lose myself along the way I’ve got nothing left, it’s kind of wonderful Cause there’s nothing they can take away… away The open doors left me wanting more Never thought they’d close them all the way The ordinary …

Your cycle continues, mine does not.

What you don’t know? There is *so* much you don’t know. It is all about the money. Every bit of this is about your money. How sad. How…ugly. And now you have engineered a repeat of what happened those many years ago, when you stood at that woman’s grave. It’s …

That glib and oily art

King of France. This is most strange, That she that even but now was your best object, The argument of your praise, balm of your age, Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time {235} Commit a thing so monstrous to dismantle So many folds of favour. Sure …

I’m afraid the experiment was a failure

I don’t think I’ll catch up now. There was too much going on this month. A big birthday for our kiddo, J and I changing around everything we eat, me discovering once and for all I really do have a vicious problem with gluten/wheat , going ass over teakettle down …

Kismet, or playing chess with two Queens

Most gods throw dice, but Fate plays chess, and you don’t find out til too late that he’s been playing with two queens all along. Terry Pratchett Sometimes it feels that way. Even when it’s good. But then you don’t mind it so much. Some things are “truly meant to …

I, Introvert, the less you speak

There comes a time when you become too tired anymore to try to be other than you are. When the small talk becomes deafening. When the tension cannot be drowned no matter how many times you hold it down. It may mean No more often. It may mean more time …

Hell is other people and Hope is the thing with feathers

Things are getting better, truly they are. As Winston Churchill said: “If you are going through Hell, keep going.” I did and and do. And will. Some things are better.  The change was necessary. This new change is necessary too. I would just like to stop being angry. I would …

Efface, to wear away

Time has a way of wearing down, erasing, almost rearranging the self into something like but unlike. It seems you start this journey to adulthood thinking so many thoughts of who you will be, how you will be and when. Then life happens and those dreams, many of them are …

Visible Soul of our house

I’m very tired, these last few days because of some significant changes I’m making in my life. My C, probably forever and always will be cats. Cats were my friends when I had none. Cats were my parents when my parents were not around. When I couldn’t live for me …

No one saves us but ourselves

No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path. I  think that was the Buddha. To me it means We have to make the choices, we have to make the decisions on what we fix about our lives and when. I don’t want to change what …

Between Grief and High Delight

The answer is obvious and the question not fully known. The path is clear and trapped with brambles. The cup filled with comfort and regret.   It seems like one decision after another keeps having to be made. And by that I mean by me. Me, making decisions. I’ve learned …