My Stuff
It was a long bad day. I was going to write today. It had such promise at the start. Ideas were just bubbling through, and for some reason the wind has shifted. I write all the time, but it’s for me, for my journal. I have to fight to
My Stuff
There was something I was going to say, sorry, lost my voice there for a while. Mistrust my voice now. The voice is the voice of the mask. You can hear it in the words, the tone. The mask is friendly, but authoritative. That’s our fear now. Writing leads
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— Read on ooh.directory/blog/2022/welcome/ A great old-school style curated blog directory. I just added their update RSS feed to reader, and I'm looking forward to checking them out.
Autism
The last few days haven’t been the greatest. I thought that maybe I was burned out from our long weekend of family togetherness, but Tuesday, the first day that I got to be alone, was a good day. The following days, not so much. Let me define what I
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I got approached by an autism aggregate blog to list my blog, which is neat. I filled out the form, but they said it might take a week to get added, which is fine. That same day, my blog got more views in a single day than ever before, but
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These are the shortest days of the year. You get up before the sun, which sets before you're done with work. But they feel so long, filled with an unending series of tasks, so many things clamoring for your attention. I took Friday off to watch the boys
Quotes
In the 1940s, Paul Sougy — a curator of natural history at the science museum of the French city of Orléans, and a gifted artist — was commissioned by the estate of the pioneering 18th-century French naturalist and anatomist Louis Thomas Jérôme Auzoux to create a series of illustrations based on Auzoux’
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This post by Kimberly Hirsh got me thinking about this poor little blog, sitting here unloved. I've been busy. More like I've been hiding. I wasn't really busy, which made it easy to hide and retreat from the world. Now I'm busy.