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weekly retro #41: slow vs. slop
someone posted somewhere that no one blogs, then someone tagged me. the thing is, i don't blog...i write blogs. welcome to my weekly retro.
read more »weekly retro #39: hoping for a renewing november
happy november! this week brought a new month along with other new things and, after a couple of days of bad post-menstrual anxiety exacerbated by the senseless consequences of our government shutdown, i am feeling renewed and ready for november.
read more »weekly retro #37: boston soy iced latte party
this past week felt like 3, because it started with me headed by train to boston, where the nor'easter rudely followed me.
read more »weekly retro #36: following pumagreg's lead during the nor'easter
it's sunday evening and i shot up after nearly spending all day horizontal on the couch and realized - i need to write a retro! it's kind of incredible that i've made it to week 36, let alone remember that it was sunday. let's rock.
read more »weekly retro #34: clawing myself back into a routine-hole
happy monday. i come to you all $23.46 richer, one click away from spending it all entirely on shipping for a 10-lb bag of wax - better than spending it on some dumb shit, right? here's the weekly retro.
read more »weekly retro #33: being bad at new things is good
today my body and brain seemed to go on strike, it's been such a hectic week with my dad's health taking a bad turn. he's in the best possible position for what he's going through, and my brother and i have been in a good rhythm of being helpful in the situation. honestly, my brother is doing most of the work!
read more »weekly retro #32: hospitals, trucks, and a little coke
i've been in a perpetual state of being 48 hours behind the rest of the world, and so is nearly the case with this retro. my week started out with me being really stressed about how i was going to do a good job at the 5 events i was responsible for being some sort of host at. but then that all kind of went out the window when my brother called to tell me our dad had a heart attack.
read more »books i read in january and thoughts on medicine and literacy
i have written previously about getting back into reading again. when covid quarantine went into effect, one of the things i stopped having the attention and appetite for was reading books. but since fall, i have been chipping away at a pile that had been waiting for me since 5 years ago, and i am intentionally trying to read at least 2 books a month. in january i read fuzz by mary roach, and natural causes by barbara ehrenreich. i'll write about fuzz and my thoughts about and journey in divesting from specieism another time. today i want to talk about natural causes and, especially, barbara ehrenreich's impact on my outlook on death, wellness, and how i have navigated those topics before and going into the trump administration.
read more »that tfw when the world ends again
after the election loss last week, i've spent a lot of time on my screens watching people spiral, activate, argue, plan, fight, grieve, celebrate, move on…all the things. it’s very human yet overwhelming and i don’t want to contribute more to it, but idid need to get some of the thoughts swirling in my head down to make room for what’s next. i am going to tell a very personal story, but it dominates my mind whenever i feel the world is ending so the perspective may be helpful to those who feel alone in their grief right now.
read more »carousels, cashews, candles and community
when i was little, my grandma and i used to take the car service to coney island to ride the carousel. i loved my time with my grandma so much that i kept to myself the constant anxiety in my tummy as we rode in a stranger's car, encountered sketchy men on the boardwalk, and rode the horses in a circle over and over again in the hot and sticky air. i never told her i was scared or that my tummy hurt, because i didn't want her to stop spending time with me. as far as i was concerned back then, my grandma was all that i had.
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