Thank you February

Thank you for my first pledge. I do not take your commitment lightly, as subscriptions on various platforms have been my most reliable source of income lately. Despite the unpredictability of even those, I do get a month’s warning before losing those few dollars. I appreciate the feeling of being supported in small increments, perhaps making it more manageable on the part of the supporter so I don’t have to depend so much on others.

I left early for work to give myself extra time for the snowy roads.

I’m here too early and I’d already gotten out of my car when I remembered the doors may not be unlocked.

I am committed now. I can stand outside for up to eight minutes. My thumb is beginning to lose feeling.

This month is full of unexpectedness for me.

I’m realizing just how much I would like a community to emotionally support me through my tougher weeks. I yearn for lockdown to excuse this feeling of isolation.

The pandemic is lonely.

I was reminded of my well-being this time last year (my perception of which was skewed),

my face narrow and my future uncertain.

Though I knew I was moving into a new state, I did not know I would be doing things on my own.

Today I brought my bag with me, in good faith that I would go to classes. I was at home with a cold most of last week, and headed back to work before I was quite ready.

The weather isn’t helping

Prioritizing work, I do not have the energy to go back to school. Maybe next week, with the help of my dog.

More water, less coffee.

You’d think I would’ve learned my lesson.