Goodness guys. What the heck is going on with the world right now? It would appear the world has gone caaa-razy. The thing that actually occurred to me this morning when reading sobering news about the vaccine and also realizing that HIV, far less contagious, certainly has NO vaccine, that I am once again relegated to the uncomfortable but familiar place of feeling like I am hearing a time bomb ticking-this time it isn't in my chest, it's just there, hovering over me like a sad cloud waiting to get me. I suppose that is what happens when you are fighting an invisible thing you cannot see, not that I could see the inner workings of my heart, either.
Moonbeams and lysol never helped anyone when ingested, just a quick reminder. Don't do it!
Also--the damn dog drawing is less than 24 hours from done so I can start building my two websites I got in the midst of this crap--coronaprone and coronabalona --now the thing is, I realize given the far off solution of the vaccine coming to fruition that that coronaprone one might, might be a little more valuable given it might allow people to self-identify as being ...
I have been playing with this idea of writing the fictional account of what life could have been like had we had competent leadership during this time, but I feel like it would maybe be too early and slightly depressing considering the state of affairs we find ourselves in.
And truly, to be honest, it's not the world that has lost its collective mind, it's actually just our country. It's a little depressing to recognize this instant gratification culture we find ourselves in has left us very ill prepared to, as a group anyways, understand you cannot just get what you want because you want it.
Now, I will relent things are not as bad as they could be, given I quit my job 5 months ago and we are still fine. This is Don's doing and if I did not have him, I am sure I would have had to align with another person or family or group in order to survive this, which is something I have learned to do with this illness dominating so much of my life over the past two plus decades.
Now, with me saying that, I will also add that we are incredibly ...
I am bleeding to death which has made this whole accomplish something task a bit harder to bear as of late. I don't want to give myself too much space to fuck off but I do--bleeding to the level I am in unpleasant. To stand there and feel a whoosh and be afraid you are about to have buckets of blood explode down your leg? Not fucking fun at all. But not really much of an inconvenience compared to much that a lot of people are having to endure as citizens of this dumpster fire of a country.
Yesterday I did spend some time passed out in bed during a pretty lovely afternoon but sometimes sunny day naps are what's on the menu. I felt a slight better but I can admit my body is almost breaking down right now. I am thinner than most people because food to me is no comfort. Comfort would be Don coming home, but that's still a few weeks out. So I will resign myself to absolute discomfort physically and emotionally until he does return. I am basically half starving to death most days. Sure there are easy solutions, usually a pound of ...
