Well, we have deadly earthquakes and massive hurricanes and climate change deniers and white supremacists carrying torches and a bigoted buffoon in the oval office. What a time to be alive! Drink it up.
I don’t have anything to say with this post, just wanted to link some tunes that I’ve been listening to recently. On the writing front, I have an essay coming out in November and a flash piece getting published in October. I pretty much hate everything I write, but that essay feels like it’s the best thing I’ve written in months. I’m proud of it.
I am now taking three drugs to combat the depression. I’ve never been this committed to pharmaceuticals. Are they working? I thought so three weeks ago, but now I feel a bit heavy again. It’s frustrating, and it touches everything in my life. I’m still hopeful, though. It takes time when you add new drugs to your system. I’ve hopped back on the reframing train to soften the blow of the dark hammer. It helps.
Anyway, get out your french press and make a pot of medium roast coffee. Make sure you purchase your beans locally and only use a burr grinder. Poetry in a cup.