I have decided I am never going to date again. Not because quarantine has made me into even more of a misanthrope than I already was or because people are gross and don't wash their hands at the best of times or even because it has turned every ounce of muscle into fat. I say … Continue reading Bringing Sexy Back – Sleep Apnea Edition
Tag: adulting
Words are hard.
Last night when I was willing myself to go to sleep, I started thinking about words. Or more precisely words I can never remember. And yes, this is a common occurrence and it is always the same words. God forbid my brain mixes it up a little. Do other people obsess about words like this? … Continue reading Words are hard.
#adultingishard
I don't want to be an adult any more. I want to go back to being 5, when I thought I was Princess Leilani of Wailuku. I was convinced that I was stolen away from my real family by some Australian interlopers who forced me to live with them, away from the people who really … Continue reading #adultingishard
A place where I can think…
I know that yoga is supposed to be a place to clear your mind and be one with the floor or whatever your goals are. For me, it is a great place to work through those annoying thoughts that flood my mind when I am getting ready to fall asleep at night. As soon as … Continue reading A place where I can think…
My Broken Picker 