Monday, March 05, 2012

Starting Over

I am starting over. I haven't been at the asylum very much. Oh, go ahead and say it ... I haven't been here at all. But whatever, lets just wipe the blog slate clean and start over, shall we?

Things I learned while I was away:
  • Nietzsche was right, what doesn't kill us makes us stronger, even if dying seems like the easier alternative.
  • Losing a loved one completely changes you forever, doesn't matter who it is, or what your relationship was, you will never be the same.
  • Laughter , a sense of humor, the only armor you really need.
  • I know some seriously fabulously awesome people, who love me and show it, how groovy is that?
  • It takes a lot of courage to have the freedom to be me, and I am not always courageous.
  • Don't ever decide to change your hair color while sad, depressed or grieving.
  • Being and/or feeling crazy isn't always a bad thing.
  • I'm still standing, looking like a true survivor. (feel free to do your best Elton John impression here)
  • I missed writing, so perhaps I am back.
  • Been keeping tabs on all you huckleberries, expect more obvious visits.

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Ho Ho Ho

It's hard to believe that it's been almost a whole year since last I posted something here at the asylum. I will not bother to tell why I haven't been in touch, nor will I bore you with promises to keep in touch. I just want you to know that I am thinking of you. I may be back next year, and then again I may not. But For tonight lets just pretend we never broke up, and that all is right in our world, that I never stopped talking to you, that I have been sharing tales of all my adventures, that I told you all about my heartache, that we held hands and cried while missing loved ones, that we shared many laughs and giggles, had one too many drinks and most of all lets pretend I didn't stop writing. And while I ponder coming back or not ... Merry Christmas.

And to "Mr. Chibby" Hope you are well, think of you often, Thanks for always checking in, Besos

Happy Trails to all of you, until we meet again ... maybe.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Tired but a champion

I have been so tired for the last couple weeks. I am not sure why. It could be that I get up at 4 AM every day. It could be that I have been putting in 12 hour days. It could be that I have aged another year. It could be that my cat seems to find it amusing to jump into bed with me and bring along a toy, insisting it's time to play regardless of the ungodly hour. Perhaps it's the insomnia kicking my ass, maybe it's a vitamin deficiency but whatever the reason I am going to

Friday, January 07, 2011

Anniversary of the day of my birth

7 things about me:

My favorite flower: Dahlias
My favorite colors: green, purple, and black.
My favorite fruit: mango, strawberries, papaya (not too ripe).
My favorite beverage: coffee and champagne (but not together).
My favorite books: " A prayer for Owen Meany"by John Irving and "Down these mean streets" by Peri Thomas.
My favorite music: way too many to mention, depends on mood, time, and activity.
My favorite activity: hiking and lounging on the beach.

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