Feeling a little sickly. Probably just the humidity weighing in. Nausea. Unsettling. Much sadness in Miramichi. Also weighing in. Weighing me down.

Last night I dreamed of dogs and farms and tornados and grandparents. Exhausting. I woke to bees and other bugs. Ate a black plum and granola bar.

Paralyzed with a side stitch earlier. Need to breathe deeper to prevent.

Money fairy dropped by. Twenty here, twenty there.

It’s a Rock Star night.

Mood: bluish
Drinking: coffee
Listening To: lawnmower man. what else is there?
Hair: not at all flattering

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

A Website.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: