A disjointed journey
My sister started following Roger’s Instagram.
This sounds like a total non-event. Like, family members should support your endeavors, even the silly ones that have no impact. So it should seem perfectly normal that a family member is following my ridiculously handsome cat’s Insta.
I have spent a couple years now thinking about my dream farm. What I will do, what I will grow, the animals I’ll keep and what I will do with the products of the farm, whether that be storing for personal use, or selling in various ways.
Ironically, I never really got into LiveJournal. It was a fun place, but it didn’t have the feel as my first blogging home. In fact, no place has felt as comfy and homey as my first blogging space.
I wanted to write a second post on yesterday’s post regarding bullies. I hate writing negative posts and really try to find a positive light at the end, but sometimes, there is just no light at the end of a tunnel. There is no open end of some tunnels.
I woke up Saturday morning, feeling angry at someone who has not been a relevant part of my life since 2018. I hate it when something from my past comes and invokes all the old feelings I had back then. It says to me that I haven’t allowed myself to close that chapter in my life and I really need to because there won’t be any secure form of closure.
Do you ever think of your post apocalypse archetype? When the shit hits the fan and you are left to deal with the aftermath, who will you be? What skills do you bring to the tumbleweed communities that will gather together? How are you going to be represented in that scenario?
While at work, I listen to all kinds of podcasts.
As I said in a previous post, I had a mental break last year. It was a scary, but somewhat life changing event that I am still processing, adjusting and applying to my life, nearly every day. As I exist in my life, I find myself rearranging my ideas and priorities of what my life is supposed to be, what it is supposed to mean, and what kind of impact I am supposed to have in this world.
In a previous post, I announced a new man in my life, Roger. I had no idea how important that guy was going to be to me then, but now, I can’t imagine my life without him.
Goddess of Foxes 