Hi, everybody.
It’s nice to see ya again! It’s been a minute. A lot has happened, a lot. My family and I are good again! My pops and I finally sat down and talked. Felt good – and I even got to go to church with my Ma because of it. Just in time! Nice.
OK, what to talk about this morning… well, to be honest, I decided to write because I fell asleep on the couch last night and I always wake up early when I do that. Oh, and my work programs are being slow, so I had really nothing else better to do than write to you.
I’ll never get tired of that rhyming.
With my dog at my feet, I feel secure today. Yet I know in a few hours everything will feel shaky, I’ll question every little thing I’m doing, and I’ll start to wonder when people will notice that I have no clue what I’m doing.
But do any of us have a fuckin’ clue about what we’re doing or are we just doing things the best we can? The best we can is right. And so far, the best I can give seems to be enough for many people – and I need to make sure it’s enough for me, too.
I think it is. I think I’m on the right track. I don’t believe I’m “going backwards” or anything like that, but it is hard to tell at times.
What else is on the mind… what else…
My stomach needs to figure it out. Seriously.
OK, what else, what else…
I don’t have much else. My dog gets therapy from my therapist on Friday. Hopefully I write about that right after it happens. Some type of locked emotion therapy? I don’t know – it’s free. I am so very interested to see if anything at all happens with my dog, or if this is just some weird/bogus attempt at therapy with animals. Either way, I bet my cute pup gets a treat at the end of it.
This was a terrible blog. Oh well. ON TO THE NEXT!
I wish you the best. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.
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