Category: Letters
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Parenting my feral inner child.
I’ve been partially bed bound and working from home the last few days with awful flu-like symptoms. The ones that make you do those pathetic little moans in pain and remind you that bodies are useless skin bags of brittle bones. It topped off what has been a really tough few weeks. Work has been…
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In closing 2023: a love letter.
To those I love from afar, old friends and new; to my past self and to my future… I will leave this year with the softness you instilled, wrapped in a lasting richness of comfort and warmth. This is a decadence I could never have afforded without you. You gifted dignity in acceptance of my…