I recently got called a ‘bitch.’ Why? Why did I get called a Bitch? Because I dared to challenge a man who was talking shit about someone.
An uncannily warm Saturday in September, a tea in hand, and my mom giddy as a school girl.
Sometimes, Andrew says I can cause a scene. And he’s not wrong.
Everyone talks about how wonderful life is?
You know that moment when you say something and suddenly the room goes quiet?
They come every year.
You know, people say that they want beauty…
“When your efforts are not directed at a cause or a purpose, how will you know what to do day in and day out? How will you know what to say no to and what to say yes to? How will you know when you’ve had enough, when you’ve reached your goal, when you’ve gotten off track, if you’ve never defined what those things are? The answer is that you cannot. And so you are driven into failure – or worse, into madness by the oblivion of directionlessness.” – The Daily Stoic
So for a while now, I’ve been dealing with a physical issue. One that has caused me chronic pain, and is not fun. As part of the healing plan, I’ve been guzzling liters and liters of water and herbal teas.
I made a joke today on Facebook about the confirmation of Kavanaugh to the Supreme Court. I said that we’re concurrently watching season 2 of “The Handmaid’s Tale” and watching the real life prequel.