K and I return from the grocery store. There is sweat dripping down all surfaces of my body. My arms are loaded with several thousand grocery store bags full of food (none of which she will eat) because I would rather saw off my arms than make a second trip to the car. K has… Continue reading Naptimethoughts is Better Late than Never
What’s been keeping me from writing? Feelings. Big feelings, exactly the kind that should be first on the tip of my tongue. Fear. I’m sick, and Lupus isn’t funny. Sickness isn’t funny. My day to day has been so hard. Fear. The political shit taco we are fed on the daily isn’t funny, either. Especially… Continue reading Naptimethoughts figures it out
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