The COVID Diaries: Woest

Another month, another lost gig, but I changed the font on the COVID Diaries graphic, so that’s exciting. I’m down again today, like really, truly, bluely down and not Mean Reds down. I’ve been weepy for two days over everything from Charles’ impending departure to being so weepy. Yesterday morning as the sun shined in from the window I wept for a good 15 minutes…

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The COVID Diaries: Sad Balloons

I am sad today. Last year when her daughter was struggling with mental health, BFK explained the irrational behavior to me. “She has all these thoughts and emotions floating around in her like balloons,” BFK said. “She keeps grasping at one balloon and tying it to brick even if they don’t match. She’s constantly trying to tie the emotions to something concrete.” That’s me today….

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