my third house life

So remember my triumphant return to blogging? Because the world was in shambles and I thought we'd need mediums like these -- emphasizing the personal, the mundane -- to act as our bridge over troubled waters? (I did not say "bridge over troubled waters" at the time, but it sounds good here, so I'm going … Continue reading my third house life

burning at both ends | day two

I am not an infinite resource. I am not a giver. My cup does not runneth over with affection or love or anything lying in wait for someone to receive it. I am selfish. I'm a bitch. I am a fierce protector of myself. I am rarely overwhelmed. I used to be a person who … Continue reading burning at both ends | day two