At home on the deck. Writing. First time in what feels like forever. Not the familiar whoosh but definitely a noticeable trickle. I have received your messages of support and concern. For that I thank you. I know I… https://t.co/9kDrnJ5AaK
There is a bug in my coffee and other metaphors for my life. In the slow processor reclaiming me. Last night was the strawberry moon. It’s beauty signifies healing and growth. I told alison.alees I was holding out… https://t.co/BxNqxNDBRq
Today had a truth to it. An honestly that’s been building. Today had doubts and revelations. It had art for the first time in a long time. Not because art took me. But because I told a friend I would. It had moments… https://t.co/93jWYrkbke