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The ‘One Day’ Trick

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The way things have gone recently, I don’t feel like I have very much agency at the moment.  It is not my ideal situation.  So to get through, this time, I am using the ‘one day’ trick.  I know that one day I will have freedom and will have a lot of agency over my own life.

What are your tricks for getting through less than ideal situations?

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The Beauty of Reality

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Our souls are beautiful – we all know that.  We also all know that everyone is a good person, deep down.  We have all just been skewed in various ways by our parents/relatives/friends/life in general.  What matters now is how we act and how we love.  We can be bitter and twisted, or we can care and support.

This post isn’t quite about that, though.  It’s about love, and how we approach being a partner.  Yes, we are, in general, slightly fucked up good people.  What matters is not the beauty of our souls, though, but the grace with which we look after ourselves.  This is the trick, the knack, the reality to love and life.

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It’s World Mental Health Day!

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I have bipolar. We all know that. But what I’d like to talk about is how wonderful the people around me are. I live in a building filled with people mentally and physically different from ‘normal’. They are truly and thoroughly some of the best people I have ever met. So understanding, so caring.

Don’t judge us or pity us. The only hardship we face is people that don’t care.

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There’s A Cat On My Knee / To Play Happily

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Sitting with friends,
Watching T.V.,
But the best thing by far,
Is the cat on my knee.

My mind starts to wander,
To fields out yonder;
A cottage and hills;
a broad, rooted tree.

Striding up mountains,
Crackling fires.
Living the dance:
Life a lived chance.

As she snuggles and purrs,
The way she prefers,
I know that my kitten,
Will be coming with me.