CW: pandemic musings As of today, 666 days. My heart beats. The dogs murmur in their sleep. Cold floats around the windows. And outside, a devil of a virus churns through the population. 666 days of hiding from this awful thing, because apparently there’s no fighting it. After years of successfully missing it, many ofContinue reading “Day 666”
It’s hard to process one’s own grief when there’s so much else going on in the world. I’m flush with intense worry and sadness over so much else: New Orleans and those in the path of Ida.Afghanistan, the US strike against the airport bomb, the girls’ school that evacuated to Rwanda, and those Afghans whoContinue reading “Griefstuck”
It’s been a month since I last posted. It hasn’t been an easy time, though I know my life is very smooth compared to most. But I started hitting burnout soon after, so when that happens, things fall to the wayside. Today, though, I have to give voice to a celebration. CN: discussing crimes againstContinue reading “404 days, with a moment of victory”
Last year, at this exact time (3:45 pm), my boss was telling my team to take anything personal home with us. Closure had not yet been announced at work, but illnesses were escalating dramatically and the situation in Westchester County, NY, was already devastating, to the point where they’d announced a mile-wide “containment zone” aroundContinue reading “Day 365. Holy Cow.”
Just one thing: On this 1st day of Women’s History Month I want to re-state that trans women are women, and trans women’s histories belong here in this month. That is all.
Tropical Storm Fay blew through here yesterday. It wasn’t a bad storm by any means (says the person who has been through 5 hurricanes). The courtyard was a bit flooded and Jon & I had to change our clothes after walking the dogs to the corner, but otherwise all was well. Not even much lightningContinue reading “Day 121, After the Storm”
8.5 million cases worldwide. 2.2M in the US. Well over 450K dead. 120K of which are in the US. We’ve been seeing spikes because of Memorial Day weekend openings. Because people couldn’t wait. Let alone mask. Protests continue for the fourth weekend. Confederate statues and portraits are coming down. But people are guarding others. WithContinue reading “Day 100, and holy CRAP”
Holy crap, folks. Okay, so first, because it’s most MOST important and this blog is for me to remember dates and times things happened* as much as it is to share with others, this past weekend there were nationwide protests about police brutality, systemic racism and government-sanctioned murder. It’s amazing to watch these protests unfold,Continue reading “Day 80, with Nebulas, Protests and Curfews”