It was hard to come back from Portland. Aside, simply, from dealing with the exhaustion of travelling I also found my emotional reserves drained. Too much had happened, with too little time to think about it all. There was an ache to deal with, and a complete lack of reserves to make that process any easier. Some part of me just shut down a bit ( Read more... )

The world is full of people who have been screwed over in the most amazing ways. I keep thinking of Prior's lines from Angels in America:Perestroika:
I'm tired to death of being done to, walked out on, infected, fucked over and now tortured by some mixed-up, irresponsible angel...This week has been a lesson in not underestimating the weight of the ( Read more... )