diary
my thoughts and … thoughts
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Back in December, I turned 42, and although it’s not really a milestone birthday, I went full on navel-gazing. So much of my life over the past two years has been about returning to me, evaluating my values, my habits and practices, and it all kind of solidified into this … thesis? I don’t really
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Aaaaaaand I’m back! I tried doing only Paradiso-related things on this website, and yeah … I wasn’t too happy with it. My entire identity isn’t within my writing projects, and there was so much I wanted to share that wasn’t about a fictional space station orbiting Mars! And really, so much has happened over the
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This is actually more of an update than anything else because things are gonna be changing up. I have decided that my blogging is going to happen over on Tumblr, with fun little updates on Bluesky, art & photography on Flashes, and whatever I’m gonna do on Skylight … honestly, I’ll probably just lurk over
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I cannot remember the exact moment that I realized Christianity was not for me, and honestly, I don’t think there was one. It was just a myriad of occurrences, a thousand tiny cuts, one slap too many, that drove me away, but not in a bombastic way. Oh no, my friends, that faith went out
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I am not going to lie and say I’ve felt much more than despair the past, oh, week or so. Finding the energy to do anything more than just to lie down and doomscroll through my limited number of social media feeds has proven to be pretty difficult. My house looks terrible, and my planned
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I deleted my Facebook … well, it’s in the process of deletion. I have to wait a certain number of days before it becomes official, but whatever. My mind’s been made up. Instagram is going to follow shortly, which actually pains me a bit more, seeing as it was how I was primarily displaying my
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It’s been a rough … two weeks now? For starters, my coop caught on fire two days before my 41st birthday, killing three of my guineas, and I’ve been nursing the surviving guinea – Rhaenyra, which is kind of ironic, considering what happens to the character in Fire & Blood – and her burns. Then
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I’ve kind of always wanted a farm. It was a utopian idea initially, one that wasn’t really based on facts; instead, it was more focused on how cute it would be to own goats and maybe some chickens, where I could let them run free and they’d give me things like milk and eggs. Not
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Wow. It’s been over a year since I’ve updated with literally anything. My life has been anything but boring – started a new job in January of this year and will soon start yet another one (same hospital, just different unit) in two weeks, dated a couple of people (one of whom was a closet
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Happy NaNoWriMo! Naturally, my body has decided to get sick at the most inopportune time, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not gonna bust my ass this month for NaNoWriMo. I’m at a pretty decent word count for my first day (1698), and I’m still excited about the project I’m doing, which is more than
a little more juju 