I’m still taking my medication. I still feel good. I didn’t write much yesterday (or at all) but my writing computer had to have its OS reinstalled and I’m lucky I didn’t lose anything important.
I made a mixtape instead because I was feeling sad and nostalgic and like a magic spell I checked my inbox afterwards and had a message offering reconciliation with my most recent ex. I sincerely wasn’t expecting to ever hear from her again and now I’m faced with a decision a was absolutely sure I wasn’t going to have to face.
And because nothing happens and then everything happens all at once my Uncle from the Okanogan sent a text to say he is retired and I should come visit him at the ranch which, as a writer, recovering addict and romantic idiot I don’t think I can possibly pass up on. Also I can meet some horses.
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