So on a whim the other night I bought a ticket to a random comedy show near me. All dressed up, get there… Crickets. Checked my email and oh… It was cancelled and I got my money back. But I’m dressed up andand not too far from Uptown, where the Pokémon Go playing is good.… Continue reading Uptown Saturday Night
I downloaded a random scrabble-type game a couple months ago and have been playing against their bot on “Normal” mode. Haven’t lost a game yet. As silly as it sounds, it’s kind of comforting. Kevin and I played a lot of Scrabble during our time together. We bought two versions of the game as operating… Continue reading It’s easy to come up with words, but only one at a time… (mostly narrative free writing again)
It is Fall. The weather’s finally acting like it. Which might explain why I spent most of Saturday asleep. My body does this every once and awhile–commands me to sleep despite wanting to actually be productive. Trying to fight it, especially on a Saturday with not much to do, seems futile. The downside is that… Continue reading Be It Ever So Cliche… (Well, that thought left!) Kinda random, lotsa things–
Sinuses, the one thing I regret inheriting from my dad, causes a migraine, the one thing I regret inheriting from my Mom. I inherit so many great things from them, though. Cobbled together OTC remedy thanks to the pricey standard airport shop. The ONE time I don’t bring my Imitrex, natch. I’m all tense and… Continue reading 712 to Midway
SB, I know you’ve been with me lately. I can feel you on more than just the wind. In my mind’s eye, I saw us dancing to Mancini the other day. Send a little love my way, indeed. I always loved the way you used to do your “Motown Dancing.” Odd little nods everywhere. Songs,… Continue reading In Threes, Indeed (another letter to Kevin)
So I had the memorial for Kevin. It went way better than expected, in many ways. Recent songs in my head: I’m enjoying my Contemporary Dance class. Contemplating whether or not to sub ballet for Contemporary or add it to my dance pursuits. Hot Tea during the summer is pretty good. It helps that I’m… Continue reading Widowhood Season 9.04
I’m doing well but it still hurts. As always. Writing is hard. I hate putting words to my feelings because it means they’re real. I can’t pretend the loss of him didn’t scar me. But I’ve learned that processing that pain is tricky. Still it needs to be done. Which is why I try to… Continue reading Widowhood Season 9.02–Finch Task 1
Another year. As usual, winter doesn’t start until January. Need the rain, natch. Why is it so hard for me to take the time to write unless I put a little pressure on myself? (This time, a task on Finch. I highly recommend the app, btw.) Scored some great booze via a vendor today. I… Continue reading Mostly Narrative Freewriting #14: 2024(!)
It’s one of those days, man. They say the times are changing but I just don’t knowThese things are gone foreverOver a long time ago, oh yeah Pretzel Logic, Steely Dan Live Music Highlights: Devo and The Musical Box. May or may not revisit these in this entry. My holy trinity still remains my holy… Continue reading Mostly Narrative Freewriting #13
Content warning: death, dying with dignity, suicide. Skip this if it’s gonna trigger you, and go watch baby animals or dark memes or whatever’ll boost your dopamine. To be fair, losing Kevin was pretty traumatic, and I find it easiest to process these feelings via writing. We “put animals out of their misery” when living… Continue reading This blog is pretty much just about Kevin, isn’t it?