I am not one thing. I can only be one thing at a time.
My first month off work didn’t have as much writing as I'd hoped. My time seemed to get nibbled by mother things: dealing with school, appointments, the 24-hour care of…
I’ve lost the glue that holds my thoughts together
Despite the state of all this, I choose to begin with the assumption that everything in my life now is exactly how my life should be. All the emotional puzzles.…