Menses just commenced. It's 1:14 AM. I was asleep. That felt good. At 12:24, I popped up. I think I'm awake, maybe awakeish is more accurate. I'm always surprised when those handy-soapy-foamy-bottles run out of soap. For some lame ass reason, it never occurs to me that they ever will. They feel so lifetime supply , even though the bottles aren't more than 8 inches tall. Similarly, when I flip on a light switch and the light flickers to its death, I think "Now what?" Duh, schmuckette, you change the fucking light bulb . Intellectually, I know this, yet for some odd reason, it never comes to mind. In fact, a few years ago, my mother walked into my house and said, "Why aren't the lights working?" I said "I don't know, I flick the switch and they don't work." After a fit of uproarious laughter, she said, "Would it kill you to change the light bulb?” Hmmm. "No", I shamefully responded. I wonder why... it is that I hav...
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And talk about punim - I am so seriously loving you so hard right now.
And speaking of seriously, I must tell you that I admire the hell out of you for the way you have chosen - consciously chosen to live.
Maybe it did not start out as conscious choice, but wow - you live from the center of being who you are.
Which is never an easy thing to do and frankly the only way to go.
From what I understand - I am still "in training" on that one.
Cannot wait - CANNOT WAIT - for this book baby. Wow.
good work, my dear.
You put your feelings out there without hesitation, without reserve, comical as you are yet at the same time poignant about life and attacking life as you see it. I loved it!!! You're beautiful!!!
I also added a whole new set of books to my reading list.
I adore you, sweet thing.
Congratulations. I'm ready to buy a copy of your first book!
I really look forward to reading your book.
Also, I second everything the previous seven commenters said.