The Great Puppy Return and other things

I got the dog back the other day. Well, a week ago. I suppose there wasn't much urgency to tell you all, given I am not sure who the fuck constitutes "you all" or even if that encompasses a scope beyond one or two. At one point I felt I had an audience though I was happy to be able to moderate any trolls out and keep things fairly light. 

I have been failing, falling more into myself over the past few years, certain realizations sinking in, some settling more heavily on my soul and deeply into the center of me. I am not comfortable with some, namely my own poverty guiding, rather blocking, so many things that still hurt me, make me feel insecure about everything. At this point the insecurity is not directly related to any homelessness since I am living in the apartment building of my mother--but it is with other things.

After seeing what this woman thought was appropriate behavior, I don't even know what to think about people, but I can say my experience with Colorado people has left me largely cold and unimpressed. Not to say anyone owes me any state of being impressed, but I ...