I can’t breathe. Now I’m starting to sound for real like those old people with the cancer. And the clicking in the throat and the whistling in the chest.

There is no chasing of the child. I haven’t been to a store with him in weeks.

Oh, well.

Onward. It’s yard sale day. I have to get up in 5 hours.

This week I extended myself both emotionally, physically and financially to help some people who I shared an incredibly intimate experience with a while back, and they repaid me by literally lying right to my face, by stealing, straight up 100% stealing cold hard money right out of my hands. so strange. I don’t even live in that world so I didn’t even see it coming. It was very weird and also so surreal how quickly it came back to me how well I know how to navigate those waters.

Much to learn you have, young Padawans.