I’ve had a few occasions of posting and deleting because once the emotion passes and I return to read myself I’m like …. Babe …… ur being so embarrassing. Why are you so serious? Chille You’re ok. I’m ok today.

I’m sitting on the floor at the Calgary airport and have just realized there are cannabits under my fingernails on account of yesterdays adventure: got stoned on cement steps of an unmarked building across from some park rangers’ cars, stared at the Rocky Mountains, and cried for two hours. It was below freezing, but rest…

happy 2023! checking in, how are we doin on the earth planet? Warning, late night words I didn’t edit. Always write about same general topic? broken record girl I think a lot a lot about the idea of feeling resolute.. the dissolution of my need to think a lot without numbing, masking, ignoring. I daydream…