humanity
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Memories: 24 November 2025
24 November 2025 8:36 am I woke a wee while ago, entering my body through my solar plexus. I settle inside the cavity of my chest, surrounded in the prison of my rib cage like a steel barrel for a spiralling circus of monkeys. It’s a strange sensation, this walled construct for my breath, soul and bones. My bones ache in my ribs and left wrist. Pain sears through me but I Push it away. It’s temporary. If I don’t accept it as reality it gets shunted off, until next morning.
By Archived User3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 6 December 2025
6 December 2025 7:30 am I wake up. Sit up. Open my timber blinds. Throw my window open. A bird outside on the wire looks at me in astonishment. I can’t make out what kind of bird it is until I put on my glasses. It’s a kookaburra. I have to laugh. He’s been awake since dawn. He stares at me like I am the laziest woman in town. Perhaps I am!
By Archived User3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 2 December 2025
2 December 2025 8:00 am I awaken to a glorious morning. It feels cooler too. Bliss! … 6:52 pm a beautiful Tuesday evening. Lying in my hammock under the frangipane tree. I cut back more of my dragon fruit this arvo but the jagged pruning saw hit my flesh so that was most unpleasant. So I am resting and praying my tetanus injection from 15 years ago will still cover me.
By Archived User3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 4 December 2025
4 December 2025 7:20 am Another golden morning. A beautiful light. I am exhausted from yesterday’s efforts. Today I will wash the yarn I made from the white alpaca. Let it dry then ball it. I will polish up the pendant I completed yesterday arvo too.
By Archived User3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 5 December 2025
5 December 2025 9:34 am Awake. I had interesting dreams about moving to a resort type area (sorta like Hope Island). It was a wealthy area with lots of bay inlets, the sea was beautiful. I was freaking out as I did not know how I was going to afford the rent.
By Archived User3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 14 November 2025
14 November 2025 7:09 am awake to pee for the 6th time. Ughhhh. Exhausting. Another day in paradise, two nights of bladder hell. I wonder what triggered that? Probably the large bunch of parsley I threw into my stir fry two nights ago? C’est la vie, Babies! I just have to ride this event out.
By Archived User3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 18 November 2025
18 November 2025 9:18 am. Good morning. I had a better sleep. Better breathing result…sorta kinda. Meh! On we go! It was so hot yesterday that I had such brain fog I had trouble coordinating myself to clean the birdie boys’ cages. (This was around 2 pm) it was like walking through thick mud. It took me forever to get the task done. My brain was literally frying.
By Archived User3 years ago in Journal
Memories: 20 November 2025
20 November 2025 7:25 am I wake up to the lines “we’ve come so far, I wanna be less like you and more like me…so disappointed in you”. It’s a song I used to ham up to with you know who. It was Art, artifice. Not even reality. I was never disappointed until he pulled that last stunt. Oh well. Humans suck. Men lie, betray, use, abuse, fake love, it’s completely fucked and awful and evil. But nothing new under my Sun. Used to it.
By Archived User3 years ago in Journal
