Forty winks.

I got up earlier and thought I was done sleeping. Ha! Who did I think I was fooling? Back to the sofa I went to catch another forty winks and now I am truly awake. I can be such a foolish, stubborn woman when it comes to getting up in the middle of the night [...]

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Early Saturday morning.

Yesterday evening Eduard noticed that I was acting dysphoric and that I had been since the afternoon. I could only think that this was very perceptive of him and do something about my medication.
Actually, there was more that I could think about doing, being dysphoric and all, but that would have been counterproductive. I am [...]

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Fabulous Funky Friday.

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Thursday evening 10 PM. I started ultradrian rapid cycling at 6 PM and although it came as a bit of a shock, when I thought about it later, it really didn’t. I had an odd day. Got up very early, then spend several hours being completely absorbed in trying to download ring tones for [...]

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Fortitude and stubborness.

It seems that I am bound to sit here all night writing posts. I am doomed to post writing, so it is very important that I point you to the post below this one which you really should read before this one here.
First for a new paragraph of Six sentences go here:
Hanging up Laundry.
Accolades will [...]

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Fairly good Friday.

So, here I am again on this fairly good Friday morning after a good night’s sleep for a change. I must have a very clear conscience to have slept so well. Is it possible that all this time I didn’t? Nah, who am I fooling! I am as innocent as a newborn lamb, ahum!
Last night [...]

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A puppet on a string

Monday evening, 7 :30 pm. I’m on my own again, drinking decaf, listening with half an ear to the Belgian news, knowing it doesn’t matter if I miss most of it.
I took a nap this afternoon and woke up at 5 pm slightly disoriented, but feeling ever so much better than before I went to [...]

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Leaping tall buildings.

Monday morning 8:30 am. No sooner have I finished writing one post or I feel compelled to start another. It is this necessary compulsion to write down my thoughts and my fears, as if this post is my therapeutic talk I have with you, my audience, and by writing about what I feel, I will [...]

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Much Ado About Nothing Monday.

It’s Sunday afternoon 1 pm and I’ll start this post now to finish it tomorrow morning. It gives my idle mind and hands something to do on this quiet afternoon.
I was sitting at the dining table, making cigarettes, and I said to Eduard to come sit with me to keep me company and we both [...]

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One hell of a Thursday

It is Wednesday afternoon just past 2:30 pm. Eduard has just left to go to his psychiatrist appointment and we will see what comes out of it, if anything. I am not holding my breath, as I realize it may take more than on talk for him to get his thoughts straightened out and I [...]

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Wonderful Wednesday?

The possibility exists that in the foreseeable future I will be a divorced woman. When I first realized this, I was very devastated and I thought it was the absolute worst thing that had ever happened to me. Worse than the murder of my mother and worse than the death of my son, but now [...]

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