Lockdown, Letter 1
At least things were happening in my sleep. I was dreaming one dream after another after another. My dream life was exciting! My waking life was boring.
Sand-Filled Sea Turtle
(acquired ≈ between 2004 and 2006) Reflecting on an object from my treasure box. The memory of the exact occasion for which this object was given is completely lost to me, but I treasure it not so much because of when I received, but because of who gave it to me. The toy sea turtle is small enough to fit in the palm of my hand, as baby sea turtles tend to be. It is soft and filled with, I…
Staying Focused
Stay focused. Stay on task. How do I even have a shot at independence if I can’t do these things? I wake up this morning, full of hope because it’s morning. There hasn’t been enough time for me screw up, has there? I peak out my bedroom door. The house is blissfully quiet so I go to the kitchen and take my first pill with a full glass of water. This one’s for my thyroid and must be taken on…