Stabilty

Stability is not "limited or no connectivity." Stability is a long walk iwth a friend. At this moment, battling the worst case of SAD ever, stability feels like trying to spot the fart in a tornado.

Tomorrow, the sun shines and maybe me.

Deja Vu on the Flipside

Seems like only yesterday I was pepper spraying the minions into submission. Technically it was yesterday, and over a doughnut, but there were real tears when I claimed it for myself. I am the boss and I do most of the work so I deserve most of the doughnuts.

What have we been up to at Jotsalot Media? Survival with dreams of transcendence. Not entirely, but there's been tons of slaving at soul crushing jobs with lunchtime promises of sucking it up and being creative, no matter what, when I got home,. Never worked. Hateful stares from Bernie and Poppy produced only guilt. Norma Timpkins decided to die and will me boxes of writing to sort. Inheriting creativity is good work if you can get it.

What's ahead?  Vices & Virtues will being coming out this September as an eBook. Travels with Bernie will be publishing as a real book in May.  Are you ready for me on YouTube?  I'll let you know the channel in two weeks.

Thanks for checking in Amy.

Strategic Error

Wow! Going to bed early and clearheaded, on New Year's Eve, saved brain cells only so they could cluster and attack. What could I have been thinking? I decided to post on the first and third Friday, of every month, without realizing today was the first Friday of the month.

Every first and third Friday back to what these posts used to be and were meant to be.

Brain Like a Cork

Accepting I turn into a St Bernard at night wasn't difficult, I've slept on puddled pillows for years. It's just who I am. Accepting I'll never complete a marathon was easy too (especially since I lack any desire to run one). But discovering my brain bobs like cork is unacceptable to me. It's kind of a good news/bad news thing--I guess. The good news is my brain will never drown, the bad news is it sinks to the level of the people I'm around.

Good news is now I'll be choosing more carefully and wisely who I spend time with.

Freedom. . .I Had It All Along

Believing others grant freedom was the biggest mistake of my life. You choose freedom. Why isn't this taught in schools?

So, today I declare my self free.

A Gift Long Waiting to be Opened

Today I learned it's easier to be thankful.

Eleven

Returning to place I called home thirty-five years ago. Technically, I'm not moving back to the town I grew up in, but close enough.  I won't know anyone' s name, but will know everyone.  Anyway, I'm free in eleven days and heading there to nest.