it's a convoluted mess
February. Week 46. My brain is complete mush. No-no, more than usual. I spent most of January battling shitty insomnia until my body said FUCK THIS SHIT and knocked me down hard. But a forced hard reset seems to have shifted my sleep back into something almost resembling that of a normal human, so…I guess I’ll take it while it lasts. The same thing happened at the beginning of last year, but it gradually slipped… Keep reading…Lack of motivation…
We went from a Polar Vortex with “historic” wind chills to the snowiest February on record. It’s like after a few weirdly mild winters Minnesota is all ZOMG I REMEMBER HOW TO WINTER GUYS LET ME SHOW YOU IN CASE YOU FORGOT TOO. And everybody is just Slow your roll, FFS. Remember the blizzards you dumped in April last year? We’ve still got two months here for snow to fall. We’re running out of room… Keep reading…Far from over…
I cut the corner of my finger off with a kitchen scissors while opening a package of tofu. You heard me. It’s not nearly as bad as it sounds, but there was a lot of blood and I had to completely stop everything else I was doing to bandage my stupidity and find the missing piece of my finger so it didn’t end up in dinner. Small as it was, it was a rather impressive… Keep reading…It’s just another summer…
Ever have a house guest that overstays their welcome and just WILL. NOT. LEAVE. Insomnia is an unwelcome house guest that WILL. NOT. LEAVE. I know at least part of it is stress related (OMFG THE NEWS FFS), but I know that’s not the entire cause. I just don’t quite know what the other specific contributing factors might be at this point. FNEH. It’s approaching two in the morning, my room temperature tea is almost… Keep reading…Lack of oxygen…
It’s offensive-something-o’clock in the middle of the night and I’m sitting at my desk in the dark with a mug of room-temperature tea. As I’m writing this, the oldest post on the main page of ye olde blog is my Year in Review survey for 2016. Which means I’ve only published ten posts in 2017. If I actually post this one, it will finally push that one to the next page. But still. That’s pathetic…. Keep reading…Standing in the dark…
Insomnia and anxiety are great, I don’t know what you’re talking about. There are so many things I could be writing about, but they’re not getting written because I just don’t have the mental fortitude for it. I write plenty of posts dumping out raw emotions that never get published. They just sit in the drafts folder never to see the light of day. It feels better to purge my brain, and everything I write… Keep reading…Damn these days…