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Little island of happy nothings 🏝️

I haven't written here in a month which is a little sad (for me.) This is supposed to be my little island of happy nothings to revisit at random. It's primary function is to keep me chuckling/cringing/humble. In that order.


What's new in my world? I've been flicking off a few demons, actually, as if they were bedbugs or ticks. Dang - my lights just flickered as I typed that.


So maybe they are still out there. 💀


Correction: Some of my pesky old demons aren't as noisy. Demons may be a dramatic term. What I actually mean: highly destructive inner voices: "You're stupid, you're lazy, you're dumb. Everyone can see it. You're never going to make it."


What was once a near constant drumbeat only pipes up periodically. I think the difference is that I simply have no time or empty space left in my mind. I'm a busy woman. Busy at work. Busy with my "side hustle" which sounds MLMy but is a less pretentious way to describe my writing dreams than "my calling, passion, and destiny."


Pretty sure I've already used those terms many times in reference to my writing dreams so between that and my collection of literary tees - and the small Plath shrine at my cubicle - I'm not sure who I think I'm kidding at this point.


This weekend was a bust. 8:22pm and nothing to show for it but a few paragraphs on 2 pieces I'm working on... my God, is there anything else? It's horrifying that there isn't. I didn't leave the house yesterday or today. I didn't feel great though, which was a factor.


Three cheers that I didn't spend any money today as well. Oh crap - I bought one song on iTunes for 1.29$. Color me a liar.


I saw Beetlejuice Wednesday with my best friend which was a wonderfully wonky and absurd/absurdly funny time. Would recommend to those in the Dallas area. I will say that I am not gaga for Beetlejuice himself. I would have grown tired of it if it was a one man stand up comedy show. Luckily, it was not. The hilariously depressing thing is I've known some men like Bettlejuice. Men of equal ridiculousness, insecurity.... I just want to slap Beetlejuice stickers on all of them now. But of course that would mean rewinding and revisiting them, and.... no.


More later.








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