I'm writing at a point where I'm feeling a bit done with the weekend. It's been great and I've really enjoyed it, but I'm so ready for more human contact by this point. The only thing I'd change is some kind of reality where my boyfriend or my lover could have come and spent even a fraction of the weekend with me. Overall the week has been kind of ( Read more... )

I'm in something of an odd, confused tailspin at the moment. I'm in the midst of recovering from burnout that I unexpectedly hit last week. And yet I keep looking around me going... but... things aren't that bad... how is it that I am here?

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This is mostly for myself, as a note of what I know/understand currently and how things are going.

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First of all, this is a tradition from the delightful Havi over at The Fluent Self. She has a most delightful blog and many interesting adn gentle ideas about thinking your way through stuff. The Friday Chicken is one such process. This is what Havi says about the practice:

"In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying ( Read more... )

I've been wanting to go to the physio for a long, long time now. I've finally managed it ( Read more... )

Cam and K went to the beach for picnic-y fish and chips for Valentines Day, so I'm hoping to do something different ( Read more... )

Everything took longer, to think through, move through, do, action, make work... it was odd. Like watching everything in slow motion ( Read more... )

Several things. ( Which I acknowledge, and appreciate below because in doing so, I really get how much love and support there is in my life. Such a reminder is always useful. )

Tired, hormonal, sore with twinges of actual pain, teary, randomly horny, and fucking hot ( Read more... )

Balance, and yet no middle ground ( Read more... )