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Great Aunt Also-Ran

May 29, 2026 · Lived, Made

Twice in a row… must be cursed. Absolutely ridiculous.

Every day since the end of April, I’ve sat here in front of the computer searching. No, I take that back, for two weeks I did nothing. Every day since the first week of May, I’ve sat here in front of the computer searching for jobs. Three of them don’t want me, the rest… who knows? I sit here every day… almost every day. I haven’t left the house because I’ve nowhere to go. No, that’s not right, I went to the grocery store once.

And my grandmother’s funeral…

Yesterday morning I left the house and went to a small nature preserve. I was the only one there, and like an idiot with no survival skills I got out of the car and started walking. Nothing but me and the trees and the birds… and the bugs. I walked to the end of the line and started up the platform overlooking the wetlands. I stopped halfway thinking maybe that wasn’t a good idea since I was all alone. In my head, the platform would give way or the boards would fall out and I would plunge into the water and drown. I walked back down to the boardwalk and stood, listening to a robin using its outside voice.

I started walking back to the entrance, at some point realizing I was power-walking instead of strolling. Perhaps I started to subconsciously freak myself out being the only one there, surrounded by woods, a lone woman. Not my finest of ideas, but I needed to get out of the house. I made it back to the car in one piece… no rogue murderers about. Maybe I was in the wrong part of town for that.

And, now, the next day, here I sit. Searching, searching, searching. Searching for what? Mainly a new job. Probably some happiness, but I don’t think I’ve ever been happy a day in my life. Maybe in a couple of weeks I’ll be happy, at least a little bit.

Help.

Calgon, you know what to do…

March 14, 2026 · Lived

My soul is tired. Actually, my whole body is tired, but I know the reasons for that.
My soul is tired. I’m tired. Everything is tired.

I just want a porch, front or back doesn’t matter, with chairs and a table, and I can sit and drink coffee or tea or whatever, and I want trees, and bushes, and nature of all kinds. I want to sit and drink coffee and stare out, and listen to nature; and I want birds, and squirrels, and whatever else.

I want the house to be clean, and I want someone who uses 99% of the dishes to remember they have arms after they sit at home all day, every day to get up AND DO THE FUCKING DISHES. I’m not a maid.

I’m definitely not YOUR maid.

My soul is tired.

So, so tired.

Coming Home

January 18, 2026 · Wrote

And in the distance
a marching band
played
And goals were
scored
And a queen was
crowned
And they all went home
happy.

Close the window

December 21, 2025 · Lived

Coming to another end, and I’ve done nothing. Or at least it feels like nothing.

But, there are plans and we’ll see if they come to fruition because I (you, we) am getting tired of the current. Something’s gotta change, so we’re trying.

We’ve got this…maybe…hopefully.

Yes.

Say Cheese

June 13, 2025 · Uncategorized

I used to carry a camera with me. All of the time. In my bag, just waiting to take a photo. I used to take so many photos…of everything and nothing in particular. I should go places again with my little camera.

Depression is fucking liar.

Blackboard

June 10, 2025 · Wrote

I carry a little notebook with me wherever I go to jot…

No, that’s not right.

I carry a little notebook with me wherever I go, but I don’t jot. It’s mostly for shopping lists. The same one on every (other) page, depending on the store.

I used to carry a little notebook with me wherever I went to jot. Jot thoughts, jot poems, jot things I saw & didn’t want to forget. Jot numbers of people I was never going to call.

I need to again. Jot. Maybe the fog will lift.

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