Aug 062015
 
catching up, chipping wood, crunching kale

Dumb Domme TMI: The Sort of Information You Don’t Want from Anyone Else I’ve had a ton of work to catch up on, and believe it or not, that’s good for my overthinky brain (until it isn’t — the tipping point always sneaks up on me). Lots of work also means I’ve been less out-and-about than usual, and that’s been good for my not-yet-healed metatarsals (and, I suppose, physical rest is good for that new clicky sound in my knee — it’s different than the usual soft crunching sounds). In addition to working, I’ve been catching up on sleep, reading, … [read more]

Jul 282015
 
the marrieds and the singles (everybody drinks)

I’m back. I traveled — by land, by sea, and by air — and now I’m back. The trip wasn’t awful, but it wasn’t great, either. All things considered, I wish I had stayed home. My foot isn’t any less broken, I have a bunch of work emails to catch up on, and on the whole, I did not enjoy seeing old friends. My friends suck. Or maybe I suck. Or maybe nobody sucks because we’ve just grown apart and friendships are hard to maintain. To be fair, perhaps I should say friendships are hard to revisit (rekindle?) since there’s … [read more]

Jul 092015
 
back in town and slightly broken

After being on the road (and off road, too), I’m back at home… for the moment (at least). I’ve been traveling, but I wouldn’t call it a vacation. In my mind, vacations are for doing nothing, and nothing is something I could do at home all by myself. I’m visiting friends and doing things, though not doing things as well as I could be. My plans have been slightly affected by a slightly broken foot. Slightly. It’s a familiar stress fracture that’s been annoying me every few years since college. I worked my way through school — I mean, I … [read more]

Jun 222015
 
recurring dream (variations on a theme)

J and I are trying to untangle an amorphous snarl of hurt feelings, miscommunications, and mismatched expectations related to the relationship (past, present, and future). Yeah… we’re still something. That something? I’m not sure what to call it. It’s a relationship where we’re broken up without a break up, in a situation where  we’re physically separate, but not emotionally separated. We’re not together, but not apart. We’re both single, but not looking* because we’re still in love (but doomed). What do you call that? A mess? Sure. But it’s the mess we find ourselves in. It’s one we’ve been in, … [read more]

Jun 032015
 
dream crayons

I keep a box of crayons in my office — a Crayola 24 pack. It was an office supply store impulse buy I threw into my basket after shopping for hanging file folders, good highlighters, and a sturdy three hole punch. The unopened box sits unused and on display, a few bright colors on a bookshelf otherwise composed of neutral pages and dark jewel-toned spines. It’s been there since I got my job — a reminder to break from complication and look for happiness in simple things. Last night I dreamed of sitting down across the table from a stack … [read more]