So happy to be rereading Rachel Pollack’s Godmother Night. I read it a long time ago, and it definitely unconsciously informed a lesbian fairy tale I wrote a few months ago, and then I thought, oh I want to read that book again, and her writing is stamped all over what I wrote, and I genuinely didn’t even know. No you can’t read it!

Woke up with a cold yesterday, slept a lot last night, doing better today, but am ready to fall asleep now even though it is not even 8 here. Realllyyyyy want to get over this quick! #itsnotcovid

I didn’t start journaling regularly again since 2009 or so until last October or so, I don’t think, and now I can’t imagine my life without this kind of processing and externalization. Keeps me sharp!!

Time to P R O C E S S

If you don’t have a substance problem, consider yourself very lucky. I don’t, I don’t really know how I dodged it, and I know I’m extremely, extremely lucky. I honestly think a way bigger portion of humans have substance stuff than reported or known.

Fyi everything is ok with me, and with mine. Just musing

Wow I love PDX so much 😭 best airport in the world to start a journey in and come home to.

In the TSA line everyone was fucking up the queuing, which is ALSO very Portland haha, we love waiting in lines to all our detriment lmao

Stopping paying the fuck attention to every single thing that happens has made me recenter my relationships and my dear people in my life and supporting the people around myself and my own health. Recommend turning off the god damn Twitter fire hose. Fuck.

Yes I’m still emotionally hung over from soak why do you ask lmao