These are truly strange times. As of this writing, I have barely seen anyone other than my live-in partner for about seven months. When I had to go in for a physical exam, labs, and a flu shot at my primary care physician’s office (because I was many months overdue and they refused to refill my migraine meds until I came in and proved to them I was still alive), » Read more
The last several months, it’s been hard to escape futility. I try not to spend a lot of time wallowing in darkness because I find it doesn’t work out well for me. But if I’m being honest, there have been plenty of days when it’s been hard to update this blog.
And that’s because as much as I don’t like to wallow in despair myself, » Read more
“You know,” I say, “I feel like I’ve been training for lockdown for years and years.”
“Oh?” he replies.
I nod. “All that delayed gratification kink work I’ve been doing is really coming in handy.”
He laughs, but I explain that I’m not joking. Not really. It’s true that a lot I’ve wanted to do has gone on hold for what will likely be a long while yet (and has been about seven months on hold so far). » Read more
It’s not easy to celebrate big occasions in the middle of a pandemic. But we do our best.
We usually make do with something small. A box of strawberry cake mix and a cannister of cream cheese frosting that have magically wound our way here through the miracle that is online shopping.
Or my strange pandemic birthday that occurred just a short while into lockdown (I’m an Aries). » Read more