Yes, I know blogging is a form of writing, but the stuff that I pull out of thin air, the writing that makes me feel like I am who I am meant to be, that’s the writing I’m talking about. True, it’s not Chaucer or even Cartland, but it’s mine, it’s me and it’s wonderful! I’ve had a really good day. I mean, really good day emotionally, mentally the whole shebang. Taking all but one of my social meds first thing in the morning is the best idea I’ve had in what feels like eons, but it’s working.
I know what I said earlier, in my last post that I wasn’t going to drop my class for school, but I talked it over with the one person that knows me better than anyone living, and she was a little shocked and made me think that the sleeping in the car had a few too many moving parts to it and it really wouldn’t be safe. It turns out the knives I’ve bought are illegal to carry, but another friend of mine told me about some other tools that would be more effective and legal as all get out. They’re called tactical pens and tactical flashlights.
But I’m going to save that for another blog. I just wanted to shout from the top of the Blog….I’M WRITING!!!