Heart Ok. Corona-Free

I am terrible with updates. Not that I have all this amazing shit going on. That's a lot of it. I tell my birth father I try not to bug him so much with shit news because who wants to hear it. It's as fun as having no news, so I am less revealing in this place than I would normally want to be. But there isn't a hell of a lot to reveal. We're in a pandemic, after all.

I did hear back about my echo. Somehow the test was better than the last one I had in May. I am not shocked, not really. I have this pretty sweet ability to use this mind of mine to make shit happen. Not anything super amazing, mind you, but survival. Survival I do like nobody else. It's a magic I have been able to employ since my strokes haven't taken away my ability to imagine a better life or outcome for myself.

One thing I have learned in this life of mine. I hate that "everything happens for a reason" saying. I really do. Things happen because something is happening all of the time. Especially in ...