Down For the Count

I'm entering night three of a bout of unnamed illness, and currently typing from an awkward reclined position because being upright for more than a few minutes is a non-starter. Coffee and dim lighting for the headache, blankets and sweater for the chills. It's not vertigo, more like motion sickness, where nodding or turning my... Continue Reading →

A Case of the Mondays

Y'all. Today is the Mondayest Monday. Last night I had nonstop nightmares, but I can't remember what the nightmares were about, so I don't even know what to be afraid of. Killer spiders? Natural disasters? Escaping a car that's filling with water (this one is on frequent nightmare rotation)? Who knows. I guess I'll just... Continue Reading →

Icarus

It turns out you can't just affirm anything you want into existence. Psyching myself up to write more and submit to other publications is seemingly more attainable than my quest to eat more vegetables. I was not able to manifest better health. I love vegetables and have watched several documentaries that extol the virtues of... Continue Reading →

Visible

Fantastic artwork by The Chronically Honest Since purging most of the influencers on my social media feeds, I've been searching for new people to follow. I picked several interesting thinkers, photographers, some minimalists, and found a large community of folks who suffer from chronic illness. I've had my diagnosis twelve years and had no idea... Continue Reading →

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