Stuff that’s happened.
I’ve moved to a new apartment. After the fiasco with the last one, though this one is a bit smaller and the yard is a floor down from us, it’s a comparative paradise. No cats have died thusfar, or have even tried to escape. Pitzu went to explore the hallway…
I am beginning to write this part of the series during the Covid 19 crisis. Though I didn’t set out to make this an elemental exercise series per se, it sort of ends up that way because air is one of those important things that is essential to life. It…
On February 13, 2020, I received my second knee replacement. As of a few days ago, I am able to walk at least around my home, without a cane. Now I am bilaterally mechanically ambulatory. There is still some pain, but a bit less every day. Same as the last…
We are not friends if I can’t trust you while I am awake or asleep, present or absent, strong or weak. We are not friends if the magnetic north of your moral compass is more dependent on the letter of the law or worse, the whims of politicians and law…
Forgetting is so much more difficult when you stay or become friends after a breakup. This is one of the biggest problems with being a closeted demisexual. It’s normal for us to have some sexual tension with friends, but when you hid who you were, you put everything in that…
I don’t know if this is true for other people, but when I’m hot for someone, it’s something closer to being hot about someone. I have a fantasy life, but it is very far out, barely human, and not that sexual either. Even in my writing, I am mostly crafting…
