Find your internet twin!

So before she had met me, this stranger had scolded me twice.

I mean, yes, it’s cute and probably smells like me, but him and his brother are yarn/sock thieves, so this insistence of his annoys me.

We always set an intention at the beginning of class, and every week mine is: I am here.

This is your first post.

Welcome to pretty much the only place on the interwebs that you will find me.

My aunt is blind in one eye, my mother had a prolapsed uterus, a massage therapist had hyperemesis gravidarum.

I read the following version, back when I was in high school in the 1980s, one summer, in between dodging my parents who wanted to me work (always be…

In the end, the best way of knowing is starting by consciously not-knowing.

I get overwhelmed and I never know what to do next.