2-6-7

First of all I thought I deleted he previous blog after I “got it out” as they say. I’m in the middle of writing about my childhood and it all just comes out whenever it wants. Alright. We have been just getting though January, right? Okay. Things are the same and different. Things are better.

Reset

My insomnia is bucking like it always does this time of year. We both kind of hate spring. You think late winter is bleak but I hate the heat. Summer will be better. I’ve had a wheeze since COVID and all I can think of is right now how to alleviate the embarrassing thing. Freaking

Tonight’s Episode

Yesterday, I put my earrings back in after not wearing them for a year. I have been in various degrees of defensive dress for a while. It’s Enough. You Potato. I look much better with them in. I’m sorry if earrings offend you, it is not really my choice. Pardon me- My earlobes aren’t as

Other Kids

Were playing with cars and I was learning how to make dream-catchers and shit. They do work, and the answer is psychological. When you make a dream catcher you’re supposed to let the nightmare have at you in every way it wants to come. It hurts, but it gives you something to do with your

B.D. III (Updated)

I’m afraid to say this, because it keeps on coming, but Saturday was the worst night’s sleep of my life. I had so many nightmares. Worse, I kept having “waking” dreams in between that fooled me into thinking I was safe. ——————————The Details————————- 1st Round- I was in the car with two people I loved

B.D. II

I cannot talk about last night’s nightmare, it was too personal. Needless to say it was fucked up. My worst fears came at me in a way I was not prepared for. This one doesn’t get any cute pictures. That shit was rough. Don’t ever get fat-It doesn’t matter if you loose weight, and then

B.D.

I had a rough dream with various “bad people” from my past in multiple filming locations. I’m awake now. I don’t have nightmares much anymore. When I was younger I had nightmares every night. Surely, my stress levels have something to do with it but without Xanax I’m up the river. I don’t care for