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the strange planet inside my head



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breathing

as we all know, the orbit of the strange planet has never been the most stable, and certainly not the easiest thing to chart. a lot is dependent on mass, velocity, distance, motion and gravity. many, many factors affect the orbit.

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MASS

i've lost twenty pounds. the hard way. getting smaller is a gigantic issue for me. i am freaking out.

VELOCITY

never have i come so far while standing completely still.

discuss amongst yourselves.

DISTANCE

a place is just geography.

(E)MOTION

what is in the mind and the heart are written in the body.

GRAVITY

it sucks.

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1. i have a phone interview next week for a part-time writing job. fingers wrapped into pretzel shape.

2. the first job has got to go. i have Mad Writing Skillz, and part of the reason i went into business for myself is because i have been miserable in my "profession" (whatever that is.) if i'm going to be miserable in my CHOSEN profession, what the hell am i doing it for?

3. i am going to work on my follow-through with ongoing projects. Helium, a music site and i'm sure i'll find a lot more poking around. first, you fill the jar with rocks. is it full? no. you gather some pebbles, and pour them in. is the jar full? no. you pick up some sand, and pour that in, filling the cracks and crevices. is the jar full? no. grab some water, and pour that in.

4. i will make time for fiction. regardless. it shall be my water. maybe someday, it will be my rock.

5. i'm going to teach the Dancer to knit.

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the balance is difficult to attain, and even more difficult to maintain. you have six of these, and a half-dozen of those. juggling them on a daily basis is quite wearing to the psyche and the heart. not to mention the Bowels.

i know. ick. tell me.

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the Withered One missed her chemo appointment due to nasty weather, and has a three week vacation until the next one. this is a Good Thing; the last treatment was very, very rough. she almost had to be hospitalized, losing a lot of potassium and magnesium. they got her back on track, and she's eating and resting and enjoying not feeling like she has a hairball in the back of her throat.

it was scary. i hate it when she does that.

reminds me of when we were kids, and she'd fall asleep on the couch or i'd have to go up and wake her for work at the wire mill. my momma...well, she's not fond of waking up unless she's choosing to wake up, can you dig it. sometimes she'd fake being asleep and as i drew cautiously near, creeping on soft little feet, she'd bust out and scare the bejeezuz out of me.

that's when i thought of the broomstick.

:)

i only did it once. heh.

****

my Muffin and the Oven are doing fine. there are doctor's appointments, lists, plans, crying, nausea, hormonal anxiety, crying, phone calls and IM's, emails and comments, more crying....

heh.

i want to visit, but the chances of that right now are slim to none. so much up in the air -- goddamn, for real. how am i still standing? i have no idea. too fucking stubborn to quit, i guess.

but some days i wish i could lay this burden down. just gimme an hour. i need to catch my breath.



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