
I love being me

Hanging out in the tent on my inflatable mattress, slowly deflating, watching The Commish. The sun is setting and a chill is setting in. I’m comfortable and happy and it’s also ridiculous and extraordinary. Only 10 miles away a forrest fire is raging. 300 firemen on site. 80 properties at risk. A community meeting tonight. A whole different world so close. So far away. Behind the mountain I can see a low dark cloud of smoke, but the wind and the ridges are keeping the smoke moving away from where I’m camped. The sky is clear here. Only a slight smell of smoke in the air when the wind dies down. Kitty is sitting on a rock watching some critters go about their evening routines. I’m the only person on the planet having this experience. It’s so profound. And also so basic. There is so much chaos happening so close.… Read More "Diary"
So another day started and I gave in and looked at Twitter and immediate am embroiled in the “man or bear” debate. By embroiled I mean reading one persons tweets and the replies. And then commenting on two replies. Sooo not life or death. But the constant sex wars online mean if I engage, then I am surely going to be trying to reason with rabid men and ugly women that, yes, in fact, it is quite dangerous to be a woman around men and justifying my position by explaining my own negative experiences. I am then in that mind set. I am the female victim, fighting for all women, trying to make men see it from our side, the desperation to be heard, understood and validated by the men who refuse to see. It all gets too much and impacts my current reality. It changes the now from one… Read More "Man Vs Bear"
Its been so long since I’ve written on here. I made another website cause I wanted something to show people without it being connected to sex. But now I’m stuck between the two, neither is my home. I have posted on the other site, but kept more recent stuff hidden. I wrote just on my desktop today. Just a dump of words. An expansion on the understanding of everything. I have been writing disjointed, unfinished dumps for a while as I have been otherwise occupied mentally. I decided to move back int the bus this winter and have spent the last few months prepping and moving out. Mom came to visit at the end of February and everything has been about moving since then. I have now been in the bus just over 3 weeks. And I feel lost and confused and disassociated. I mean, right this second as I… Read More "Who Am I? Where Am I? Why Am I?"