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I believe in the sand beneath my toes…

This should just be called: Where were you when you learned about Crystal Meth? I had just tuned 10 (young for my grade) and was SUPER into 90s alternative, thanks to my older brother (and my impeccable musical taste).  I had a knack (or an obsessive hobby) for memorizing lyrics of songs and always enjoyed… Continue reading I believe in the sand beneath my toes…

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Navigating through with a waning moon (May 10, I think)

Aching. Constantly. Blinking back tears. Practicing my responses. How are you? I can’t sell I’m great under the judgmental stares, so I decide on fine. I’m fine! Changing the subject to talk about them. People love to talk about themselves and it usually is bearable from there.  How does this get better? Time, I suppose,… Continue reading Navigating through with a waning moon (May 10, I think)