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Notes from the Flu Dungeon
Today I am not living. I am existing. I have the flu ~ the proper, floor-me, dramatic, cancel-your-life kind. The kind where time loses meaning, your bones ache for no clear reason and your body feels personally offended by air. My bed has become my entire personality. I’ve reached that stage of illness where you’re…
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Confessions of a Professional Procrastinator
Today I made a to-do list. Then I made a “things I’ll probably do instead” list. Guess which one is already ticked off? My Capricorn brain LOVES a good plan. Neat boxes. Tidy lists. Cosmic order. But then my ADHD tendencies kick in and suddenly I’m…..staring at the wall. Or the plants. Or rearranging the…
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In Denial About the Glasses ~ Reading My Own Scribbles
So, apparently, I’ve reached that stage of life where my own writing looks like it’s been penned by a drunk spider. At first, I thought maybe I was just too tired……or maybe the pen ink was smudgy……or maybe my journal had started conspiring against me. Nope. Turns out, I just can’t read my own scribbles…


