Monthly Archives: April 2014

I Can.

I have a sneaking suspicion that many of my problems right now are being caused by my meds. I am tired all of the time. I have such little motivation. I’m getting things done, but poorly. But when I was … Continue reading

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Pondering, as always.

Dear World, This will now be how I commence my blogs. I am writing to the universe. I am visiting family in the U.S. The CIA is spying on us as we speak, I’m sure. We are brown, after all, … Continue reading

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Life is what you make it. I’ve made it sit-com’s and sleeping in. But I’ve also made it a mentally stable place, which has taken a lot of effort. Excellence is a habit. I am not excellent. I am slightly … Continue reading

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chronic fatigue, chronic boredom. Whywhywhywhy? Can’t I get out of these cycles. Well, because they are cycles. Writing gives my time purpose and meaning, but it’s hard to get around to. Yesterday I wrote while I was waiting for my … Continue reading

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Going out dancing. This is, not new, but new in that it’s been a while. I keep imagining it going poorly. Feeling isolated and alone. Not being able to enjoy myself. But this is phooey. I can’t predict the future. … Continue reading

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Three nights on melatonin were lovely, but I don’t want to be dependent on drugs to sleep. Well, four nights, though I only had three grams last night. I have to wait about a month and a half to hear … Continue reading

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