Day Eleven 🖤 I think it's eleven, it might be twelve

To the point I interact with most people just for practice. I have a few meaningful connections even if far apart, but I have begun to use my experiences to better understand myself. I don't mean to be selfish with others, however not every energy synergizes. Not every connection needs a positive reaction. You lose equally nothing when you learn from the negative. And perhaps that's my darkness, I love to learn. I've been through such unpleasantness, alone with my son in my care, I had to alchemize the pain. I had to learn new ways. Darker magic.

Today was mostly deep cleaning the house but I did get a long walk in.

I made a bad ass dinner. Earlier I made some Paleo shortbread cookies to go with tea after. I asked my son which one I made for him, he blushed. It fills me when he knows he's loved.


Going to bed stinky, there wasn't much time for myself today and it looks like my son is catching some ick. Every year when school starts we must get the ick. So I'm enjoying a joint before bed while I can still breathe.


Burning candles and writing to you. A good stretch then into bed I go.

It's all coming together in ways as it tears apart in others.

On we go.

Night turdz.