Sorry, still here. Just very depressed. No selfie yesterday so here’s my cat in a basket again.. Probably no selfie today either.

Leaving aside the existential pleasures of allowing thoughts to just flow through unattended to and you really are contemplating nothing specific- just a deep state of meditative bliss. Sometimes someone is thinking about something specific. But not exactly in the mood to share. It’s private – about a private topic Or incomplete and would have…

I don’t want to say anything Might jynx it

And a little depressed. I might have said this elsewhere but I moved in with the essentials I could fit into my tiny car. I basically had nothing My sister, my mum, and SSI backpay replaced what I had lost. After escaping from my ex in a week, and Petaluma with books, shelves and ornaments…

The only thing I like about this photo.

I’ve been sorting and organizing. Replacing items I used to have. My physical therapy routine will begin when I haven’t been buzzing around tidying it up!

And have been tidying and sorting all day. So no selfie. But Tabitha did take to my bedding basket.

I’m testing out make up. Mostly lipstick though my subtle charcoal wasn’t so subtle. Did a good job with under eyes. Which is hard to tell but looked worse before! Frankly I love the shade but feel this one makes me look like a theatrical impression of a whore! I tried blotting I tried another…

I am desperate. I died in July. Twice. From a suicide attempt. I looked like a sci fi drawing 7 tubes in my body. My legs a bit strapped up. They tried so hard. So though death was preferable I made God a promise. But my stalker doesn’t want me to keep it. A couple…

My “subtle enhancement” might be too little Maybe I’m not quite doing much!