Life is just too much at the moment. My heart can't divulge any more crap to the general public.
I have so little energy and realize that any energy I have needs to be directed to finding my teeny-tiny little sunlit corner of life. This is hard to do when you're all kinds of fucked up, like I am.
So I'm going to stop writing on this blog indefinitely.
To my four or five readers, thanks for reading my bullshit over the last few years.
And to those who discover Sixty-Four Twelve by mistake or happenstance and decide to read my bullshit (like that actually happens), thank you for being here.
God bless you.
4 comments:
I'm so sorry you're having such a shit time. I'll be thinking of you, and, if it's not too forward to say, praying for you, too. I hope things rapidly improve; until then, your pets love you.
I miss you! I wish you would come back.
Love from the R
I've been rereading *Sixty-Four Twelve* this morning. I remembered it being good; even so, now that I'm reading it again, I'm shocked by how lovely it is, how graceful the writing, and how every post fits together to form a portrait of a remarkable woman. If these posts were collected and published in a book, I would already own it.
Thanks, Lovely, for reading. I think I'll be writing again in the near future, as I just needed to get my head right. I love you, honey.
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