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Day 35 – turning inwards involves housework?

So, apparently turning inwards involves housework. I had a fuck that shit moment last night. Since my sleep schedule got out of whack I’ve been practicing good sleep hygiene and not doing much after midnight; at least resting if I’m not sleeping. The night before last was some of the perkiest I’d been in a while; but aside from taking notes on all the cool 10,000 Views Party stuff that was churning in my head, I was laying low, staying quiet, willing to leave all that action for when I got up the next day.

Except when I got up the next day I felt like shitRead More »Day 35 – turning inwards involves housework?

Don’t Shit Where You Eat

I’m a fiercely loyal friend, who tends to get scrappy in the defence of the people I love (for the record: that’s mentally scrappy – it’s all on the inside and I generally manage to keep my mouth shut and stay out of fistfights, but the knee-jerk response is still there). So, imagine the schism in my brain when the person I want to come to the rescue of and the person I want to kick the tar out of for harming a member of my “clan” are the same person.Read More »Don’t Shit Where You Eat