…about her celebrating being such a wrong and dirty little freak that gives me tingles…
2 miscarriages, a death, a birth, the g20 aftermath, a fall 5 stories out of a tree and accompanying operation on one of the partners, friendship losses…hmmmm…i think my mother may have disowned me at some point for not being a compliant and well behave daughter (line forms to the side), relationship struggles, triumphs, duress, hard won happiness…
it’s been a really stressful few years, i realize. and look! i’m still here. 😉
i think this calls for a celebration. so i’m gonna have a small popular music grounded musical stay-cation. care to dance? 😉
if what you’re reading here grips you, holds you, fascinates you, provokes you, emboldens you, pushes you, galvanizes you, discomfits you, tickles you, enrages you so much that you find yourself returning again and again…then link me.
