I replaced a circuit breaker today.
Didn’t fix the problem, but felt good anyway.
Will call an electrician tomorrow. The last one was a waste, hoping this one is better.
Saturday is becoming shower day. Dora came into the bathroom crying not to be left out today.
Now she’s snuggled under my left arm while I type away.
I can almost feel her purring.
I could have a ladder permanently installed in my house. Lots of work near the ceiling, still not done.
It would be nice if it doesn’t rain tomorrow. Have some caulking to do. Just a little shade from the sun.
Wrote an email to someone I don’t like, told them how I really feel. I can be real nasty when I want to.
My mom used to always say that. My words can cut you straight through sideways when I let them. The deepest way to hurt someone is by saying out loud who they don’t want you to know they are.
I have an aunt I’ve never liked. She’s a bad actor, a real cunt.
I confronted her at a casino one time when I was an adult. The first time I really spoke my mind to her and how she was reckless with other people’s lives.
She was afraid to come to my parent’s house after that. “I don’t know, is Erica home?” she’d counter after getting an invite.
They say the last full moon was about no longer biting your tongue. About speaking your mind, standing in truth. I’d like to think it’s more magnetic than bismuth.
Misplacing a full gram of ketamine. Since surgery psychedelics don’t seem so interesting.
Road-tripping gave me panoramic vision. The most beautiful ocular revision.
There’s a hare imprinted in the bedroom 2 x 8 pine wall board.
I absconded with another Passion Flower vine this morning. Passiflora racemosa, growing 20-30 feet a year they say. We’ll see.
Some things I once drew in 2019, clickity click.
