With the new realizations about my new freedom coming up, I have begun daydreaming about what my future might hold for me. It is really fun, and my daydreams are all over the place. Mainly, I daydream about how my… Continue reading
Just about to start my yoga practise today, I realized that – damn, my debt settlement really IS only two months from being completely done. As such, it also struck me that – what a great time to leave all… Continue reading
Tomorrow is my birthday. That’s the only day in the year that actually means something to me. Or, well, at least it has been. These days, especially this year, there are plenty to celebrate.
On March 9, it was… Continue reading
I have a very interesting e-mail conversation with a guy I met online at FB Dating. We’ve never met, but we’ve kept in touch for the last 3 or 4 months. In his last e-mail, he mentioned the term routine… Continue reading
A new year is coming up. Again. Funny, how these things works. Especially when one doesn’t really believe in time as a concept. But – there it is. Soon, it’ll be 2024, and I have spent some time pondering on… Continue reading
Let’s do another, just for the fun of it. Reasonably, it should be possible to fill another post with gratitude. I really could use seeing some light, so let’s get started.
I’d like to repeat my gratitude for the flow… Continue reading
It’s been a while since I did this, and I thought I should give it a go. I am still, after six months (since my last chemo), suffering from fatigue – and I am getting sick and tired of it.… Continue reading
Now that I’m on the other side of my experience with breast cancer, chemo and radiation, my brain is spinning out of control when it comes to things I’d like to do with my life. They’re not too wild, and… Continue reading
I just read a post from an acquaintance on Facebook, where she wrote about quality time with her grandchildren. That struck right home with me. Not in a grandparent/parent/child-sense, though. No, rather as in – how about I start spending… Continue reading