Hello Darling Ones, It only took me 49 years and roughly 18,273 (conservatively) notebooks to finally find the perfect notebook for me. It’s the Milko A5 Spiral-Bound. I get it with the kraft-paper hard cover…
Browsing Category Dreams
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Hi Darling Ones, Not only did I sleep like total garbage last night, I had one of those dreams that you can’t shake off and infects your entire day. Every time my brain is still…
The COVID Diaries: Arts Minotaur
Hi Darling Ones, My plan today was to tell you about how I got the nickname the Arts Minotaur in college and how my friends would tease me by saying in a funny voice, “Oh,…
The COVID Diaries: Cats in Hats & Other Saturday Tales
Well, Darling Ones, we got a bit of a good news bad news situation up in this joint. One bit of good news, for the most part I’ve kicked the insomnia to the curb and…
The COVID Diaries: Not Even on My Top 10 Virtue’s List
Hi Darling Ones, Today I have decided to be obsessed with my wilting lavender plant. She’s the latest addition to the Sadness Garden and she is not doing well. I think I over-watered her and…
Day 144 of 200: I Forgot
I woke up at 3:30 this morning from a dream about my 80-year-old aunt Eileen coming to tattoo club (not a real thing) to show off her new tattoo, which was a lower-back tattoo of…
Eight Things About the Dream I Had Last Night
I had a job working road construction along with two boys I had unrequited crushes on and their wives. One was anxious to talk to me because he felt he broke my heart (he did)…
Letter to the Young Chef
Dear Michael, I know now that is not your name. I figured it out pretty quickly after you Bergered me with that text just hours before we were supposed to see each other. At that…
I Dream of Sleestak
I scared myself away shortly before 3 a.m. this morning. My heart was racing, adrenaline raging, and I had that feeling of a scream stuck in my throat. The Sleestak were after me and even…
Brain Salad
I’m warning you right now this is a post about two dreams I had last night. You can skip it, I won’t be offended. Dream posts really are the most self-indulgent navel-gazing. I know that….