I used to write. A lot actually, like enough to annoy my friends and family. I made the decision some years ago to delete everything online, as well as to trash my 20 something physical journals. I’ve been writing in the real world again for a while, but sometimes nothing beats typing.

With the state the world, and more specifically the United States has been in, I’ve been finding that I want to write a lot more than a random blurb for a meme. I think it’s time, so here I am.

I’m not much of anyone. Just another working class schmuck, struggling to keep my head above water and staring in absolute disgust at current events. I’m a woman. I’m a mother. I’m a daughter and a sister, albeit estranged. I’m chronically ill, but pictures of pets and books keep me going. Video games too. I like dinosaurs, to a fault.

Who knows. All of that could make it in here. Or none of it.