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Dear MY DEAR WIFE. I’m very proud of what you have accomplished. You should be too. You’ve done it. That said, this doesn’t mean you weren’t faced with challenges. The journey up until this point, isn’t sugarcoated. The simple act of a bat mitzvah is hard, difficult. It takes years of practice, the learning ofContinue reading “STEAMPUNK 34”

Dear MY SWEET DAUGHTER! We have seen you grow up as you become a beautiful young woman. You are a very sensitive and caring individual, which is one of the many strengths you have. You have come a long way as your hard work to be a Bat Mitzvah ends this part of your journey,Continue reading “STEAMPUNK 33”

I just figured out a large piece of the puzzle. The puzzle, that is stuck on perfectionism, is no more than obsessive/compulsive behavior. It all makes sense. I am rapidly coming undone. I had my last migraine. But let’s see what happens. Let me entertain you for a minute. I got the J&J COVID boosterContinue reading “STEAMPUNK 32”

Blink, wakes, wakes! I’m starting to focus. Pupils on dilate. How did I get here. As the winds blow, so does my candor. Yeah. No shut mouth this time. Say yea!

Woke up, cursing myself for being hostage to the bathroom, while leaving my car running idle, and taking meds. This and that. It affects me when I wake up and stays with me until bedtime. All the same, this and that, keeps me warm. It is what makes me special. It is what makes meContinue reading “STEAMPUNK 31”

Cup of coffee helps. I think my sister has fallen out of the dream. She wants for nothing and that alone is a great lesson. She has everything. Does not matter. What does matter is that with the more u have the bigger problems you have.

…OR STEAMPUNK 29. …[please participate in voting which title I should use]…its a new beginning. Hate is reserved for lovers. Hate is. You must love something about my thoughts, to let hate in. I refuse to let the slow truth cloud my self-worth. release me. I can’t say that I forgive my dearest family, becauseContinue reading “THE ONLY PLACE TO GO IS UP.”

I’m writing this lacking emotions. Pain is suffering alone. I don’t know any moment better. No thinking allowed. Mind cleared. Sharp as a razor blade, my thoughts invade me like a skilled surgeon. Everything is based on the moment. My fingers and mind are melding into the drips on words that are going into thisContinue reading “STEAMPUNK 28”

Why do I feel like such an epic failure. I am two steps behind. Hold on, please, I need to catch up. My daughter was stung by a bee. I didn’t remove the stinger. I was afraid to do something wrong. To cause her too much pain. She doesn’t trust me as it is, andContinue reading “STEAMPUNK27”