I wandered last month, conversations about loneliness. No doubt, I have more, but not this month. I thought I’d try doing something I haven’t done in the past, in my blogging at least: blogging on a theme. So this month, November 2023, I’m going to rant and wander and complain and bitch and explain and…

There were signs. On the 8mm films I’m present in I’m 3, 4, or 5 years old. I seem happy, I’m smiling, and I’m bouncing around, but I don’t seem to be talking. Frequently I hold my right hand over my face, mirroring my dad who’s filming me. I would, until I was at least…

I’ve always struggled, at least as an adult, with having a consistent schedule. Getting up at the same time every day? Good luck. Getting to sleep at the same time. Until much more recently (and with the help of certain medical interventions) it was all but impossible. Going to the gym every day at the…