one more cup of coffee

TW

The hustle for work continues, which is discouraging but necessary.  I’m having relationship issues, as all anyone wants to do is date.  Decided that’s fine with me, it’s better than dying of boredom.

My therapist continues to be a sweetheart as I slowly find myself focusing on getting and being well – less future oriented, more ‘that diner looks like a good place to write, and did that client get back to me yet?’ -oriented.  I’m settling out of my memories of career trauma, childhood trauma, and rape trauma.

I try very hard to feel safe in my surroundings, with the people in them.  They’re mostly good.

 

It’s a little easier to connect with people which seems like a paradox because I’ve been so preoccupied.  It turns out that preoccupation is the essence of cool.  Disinterest is interesting, at least on a superficial level.  I wonder if I’ve grown out of my usual intensity or if this is just a phase.

 

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