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Tag Archives: depression
Incoming and outgoing 08/02/18 #mail #postcards #wedgehead @katieabey awesome postcards. A post shared by girlzoot (@girlzoot) on Aug 3, 2018 at 12:51pm PDT I know depression is a theme for me, but I’m doing what I can right now to … Continue reading
This month I started a bullet journal. This month I will make an effort. This month I’m joining weight watchers. This month my son turns 27. This month I’m going to keep fighting my depression. You want an awesome … Continue reading
I’m starting to feel like I’m turning into a Vogon. Not even a cool Vogon that writes poetry. Nope, one of the boring Vogons that only knows the color of each of the forms.
I feel like I should make some resolutions or do something really monumental. But it is a new day, a new week, and a new year and I still feel like the same old me. I am not ashamed of … Continue reading
I’m sitting here in my newly cleaned office. I can smell the gooshy cat food I gave my fuzzballs earlier this evening and I can hear my mother blowing her nose downstairs. I may or may not be avoiding getting … Continue reading
There are days when I wonder how exactly every person can make the world better. Do some of us make the world better by breathing out food for plants? That is as positive as I feel about today.
Mondays are hard at my job. Today was a very Monday Monday. There was a time when the dislike of this job would’ve sent me off into a tailspin of self-doubt and loathing as I was not doing what I’d … Continue reading
My week has been really lovely. I’m doing more of this self-examining stuff and doing what I can to feel better every day. When I was on vacation and able to see my friends and have a couple little adventures … Continue reading
Today has been a lesson in complacency. Don’t become complacent. Don’t forget that every day needs to be a ritual. Lesson, lesson, lesson. Needless to say this day can suck it.