I’ve had a major setback in my post-election recovery. I fell face-down on pavement, scraped off skin and lost blood. I have a road ahead.
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“Back to the Future” opened July 3, 1985. On July 4, Mets-Braves went 19 innings. Rain helped me see the movie and the best parts of the game.
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I’m going to go back in time tomorrow, July 4, 2025, and maybe travel to the future, enjoying a hot dog and avoiding the present.
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I don’t know if anyone has told you lately or if you’ve heard it nearly enough in your lifetime, but you are a rock star. You are my friend.
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Insomnia post: The only real news here is the gig bag I bought for my guitar, thanks to kind people. It has purple butterflies on it.
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For the first time since 1981, I bought a guitar. Just now I got word it’s all set for me to try to play. Wish me luck. It’s been a minute.
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Don Draper, Peggy Lee, Dad and me and how a song reappeared in my life 10 years ago. And reappeared again.
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There’s a type of neurotypical person that has made me feel shitty my whole life. I’m done with them, the way I am with a lot of cis people.
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Everything’s overwhelming, so I didn’t think I’d post today or anytime soon. And then I saw this poem by Mary Oliver.
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These days, I take my joy where I can find it. Sometimes it takes me to unexpected places. Between sleeps, I wrote about one such time.
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