Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
15,040 Days Alive
94 Days till Hanukkah
77 Days Since Spock Passed Away
65 Days Since I Turned 41
0 Days Since I’ve Broken Down Crying
I miss him so fucking much. It’s not fair, it’s not fair, it’s not fucking fair. I got sixteen years with my beloved Spockeroni, but my love for him is now grief, as grief is love with nowhere to go.
I’m going to bed. Happy start of the -ber months, y’all.
Take your meds, folks.
15,037 Days Alive
1 Great Act of Kindness
I ordered my cap and gown for graduation!!! I am so damn excited for graduation. I didn’t get chosen for speaking, but I’m actually quite okay with that.
Continue reading “Of Coffee and Caps”
15,035 Days Alive
Today was not a good day. Tomorrow should be better.
Take your meds, folks.
15,034 Days Alive
138 Miles to Drive from Work to the Parliament of Chaos
9 Tim Burton Comfort Films Watched in the Last Month
4 Specific Movies to Watch Planned (9 to 5, Clue, Steel Magnolias, and Muppet Treasure Island)
2 Days Until I Travel to the Parliament of Chaos Again
1 Crying Fit at 5am…Again
Life sure is life-ing again. It’s been a month since my last entry. I was trying to get back into the daily habit of blogging but seem to have, at least temporarily, failed.
Continue reading “Of Untimely Demises and Unbearable Weight”
15,003 Days Alive
144+ Miles Driven Today
2 Hours of Country for Car Karaoke Sung Along To
Owl and I fell asleep cuddling and watching an early collection of The Great British Baking Show. As such, I left almost an hour later than I usually do to go back to Madison. I am… toast after this weekend.
Continue reading “Of Caterwauling and Cuddles”
15,002 Days Alive
313 Miles Travelled Today
2 Chicago-Style Hot Dogs Eaten
Trigger warnings: loss of pet, grief, depression
I miss my Spock. He passed away, in my arms, on the 16th of June. Five weeks and I am still devastated. He was 16 and will be greatly, greatly missed.
Continue reading “Of Passing and Packing”
14,961 Days Alive
I got to make cold processed soap today with Owl. I am more than a little worried because Mr. Spock is under the weather and he’s just so damn old for a cat.
I’m going to bed in self-defense.
Take your meds, folks.
14,960 Days Alive
1,085 Days Since My Mother’s Death
I am down in Illinois visiting my girlfriend Owl and I realized that I genuinely feel like she is a supportive partner, not a child masquerading as an adult. It’s a rather glorious realization.
Continue reading “Of Brute Strength and Blessings”
14,959 Days Alive
144 Miles to Drive Tomorrow Morning
13 Homework Assignments Done Tonight
3 Mild Italian Sausage Meatballs Eaten with Dinner
Tomorrow morning at bright o’clock, which here translates to approximately eight a.m., I will be trundling down the road for two plus hours to go see Owl and her parliament of chaos.
Continue reading “Of Demolition and Determination”
14,958 Days Alive
66 Days Since My Last Post
4 Migraines in That Time Period
1 New Romantic Partner
I had stepped away from Postmark Wonderland, intending to take a day or two break from posting. That was two months ago.
Continue reading “Of Procrastination and Perfect Times”
14,892 Days Alive
6 Eggs Scrambled for Dinner
3 Mini Waffles Eaten
1 Doctor Appointment Tomorrow
I am out of energy today. Happy Easter to those who celebrate it. Happy Sunday to those that don’t. And happy birthday to my SIL, Bubbles.
14,891 Days Alive
152 Miles Driven Today to Meet Up With Uncle Comic
49 Words Per Minute Typed Going Moderately Slow
12.5 Hours Till the 221B Weekly Write In!
1 Accidental Nap
My jaw is doing the thing where it keeps randomly clenching bilaterally. I assume it’s because of anxiety, because solo trips, more than about 45 minutes have a tendency to make me anxious.
Continue reading “Of Audiobooks and Anxiety”
14,890 Days Alive
11 Hours Til I Meet Up With Uncle Comic
We got out of work early today since it is Good Friday. I haven’t ever really been in a family that religiously observed Easter, so I’m not quite sure what I should expect when I am traveling tomorrow morning.
Continue reading “Of Changed Plans and Challenges”
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