a whole lotta random stuff

ok so this bloggers block has not left me and it’s a bit irritating… i have a bunch of stuff that i want to write down and wrote out full paragraphs and such in my head but when I get to here… i can’t seem to get the words out… so i’m gonna try it this way… I’ve said it before and i’ll continue to … Continue reading a whole lotta random stuff

what is the prognosis or diagnosis?

trips to the er are never fun… they can never fully tell you what the problem or what the cause is unless it’s an obvious one. for one with a preexisting condition that has no cause that just happens to pop up out of nowhere… then they just give you massive pain killers and tell you to see your pcp and send you on your … Continue reading what is the prognosis or diagnosis?

a good day in a haystack

couldn’t decide what to do today so i booked a last minute massage at Burke Williams Spa. I sat around the house for a bit before my appointment. Moo misses Mochi since she had a play date with Kory at Susanna’s house last night. My mind is clouded just as the overcast that is still set in outside. Beautiful scenery but haze gently coats what I … Continue reading a good day in a haystack

blogger’s block and life goes on

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything. I was on vacation in Peru and I will have my story about that soon. At this moment there are too many things in my head to sort through. I want to write all the things down but then it would be on jumbled mess that not even myself would be able to sort through. Too many … Continue reading blogger’s block and life goes on

life’s a… and chances are…

I haven’t been myself at all these days. Not saying that the robot with fried wires is me but in a way that is what I feel like. Dealing with a lot of things that are foreign to me. Still trying to figure out life but who isn’t? We live our lives thinking that we can solve/deal with everything that life will throw at us… … Continue reading life’s a… and chances are…

lost

I’ve been here many times before but I’ve lost count. Each time is different, each time is worse, each time there is something new, and each time there is a skipped step. Falling faster, failing harder. As if I didn’t learn from the previous times. The demolished walls have almost turned to dust and trying to rebuild seems impossible. A new theme emerges out of … Continue reading lost