I don’t need to have a functioning brain to understand what’s going on. Sometimes, things are clear enough that a person who is only functioning with the heart can sort it all out.People, it’s important to take your cues off those around you, and respond accordingly, remembering always that we teach people how to treat us. If I re-assess my summer goals, they look something like this: 1. Have fun2. Refuel the love tank3. Rediscover “me” time4. Build a beautiful home I need to remember rule number one. If it feels bad, slap some aloe vera on it. If that…
Ok brain. Thank you for kicking in at 12:00 am. That was pretty funny, to take an entire day off, and then keep me up all night, and have me in knots all day today.I pulled down a post because you can’t decide whether or not it was too personal. I think the point of the blog is to not edit like that, brain.I really feel like you’re screwing things up for me right now. Heart and gut are supposed to be doing all the work these days, and you keep sticking your brainy nose in, and confusing everything. And…
A saucy young window washer repelled off the side of my building today and dropped down in front of me like Spiderman.“Hmmmm….” I thought. “This is an interesting way to start the day – men raining down from the sky with a wink and a nod.”That was when I decided to shut off my brain for the entire day. It’s been working incredibly well. Even when I found out my contractor hasn’t been in the apartment all week, and not a single thing has been done. I began to fret momentarily, but then reminded myself that my brain was off,…
I think Superman was on to something. Today, I feel that maybe it’s a bad idea for me to be dating anyone. After recently moving away from so much hurt, it’s still so close to the surface, and I can feel my old sensitivities being irritated all the time. For four years, I was in hot pursuit. I was adoring, attentive, I lavished love, and support, and so much care, and in turn spent much of my time waiting, and yearning, and wanting. I felt invisible, unwanted, unattractive, and largely unhappy. Every aspect of our relationship was on his terms…
I lost my dog for four hours on Saturday, and it was the greatest hysteria I have ever known. It was a bad judgment call on my part. I left him in the yard, which wasn’t totally secure. He had spent lots of time there through the week, and had been just fine. Saturday he decided to fly the coop. It was sheer hell. I had to recruit my ex, which was the last thing I wanted to do, and panic ensued as we all went hunting for him. My friends were even awesome enough to borrow a friend’s car…
