Good Morning Lovelies.
I awoke with bladder pressure and a 15 pound Tux whimpering at my feet.
I return to work today.
I am somewhat ready.
But, I’ll never be completely satisfied until the Big Move.
What am I listening to?
An excellent(and familiar) Topic.
How human nature can condition itself outside internal trauma.
”Britain during WWII.
The average citizen became ‘accustomed’ to German Bombings.”
How do we extract ourselves from continuous trauma?
This is a question people ask me OFTEN.
I feel I have to offer an excuse for my life, as if it’s all a mistake.
How can someone with so many health problems function day to day?
Well, as I drink my 1.5 Via Italian Coffee with Vanilla Bean, stirring in lotus position, neck in hand, exhausted, and alive.
I open my eyes.
“and I told myself — as I’ve told myself before — that the body shuts down then the pain gets too bad, that consciousness is temporary, that this will pass. But just like always, I didn’t slip away. I was left on the shore with the waves washing over me, unable to drown.” ― John Green