Why am I staring at a blank screen when I have so much to say? Maybe I don’t want to share it. Or I know people don’t want to read it. But when has that ever stopped me? So I think it’s about knowing my thoughts are being processed. Not ready to share. Not fully formed. In other words, my thoughts are not a full gestalt.

I could talk about how if the snowstorm comes, I may not be able to get my medicine via UPS. I doubt my sidewalk will be adequately shoveled for 8 to 14 inches of snow. ROFL. What a joke. So, bye-bye meds. Hope there are no major side effects of stopping. Recently, I didn’t take it, and I got 1 hour of sleep, but that happens once a week (on average), so to automatically assume they are related isn’t correct. 

Anyway, I also have to order groceries. Like everybody else. But I really have nothing for the next 2 weeks. Besides 8 cans of soup and a full box of saltines. Hello, gastroparesis flare. I was trying not to buy too much canned food, aka boring food, in hopes it would be over soon. I can eat more now than two weeks ago. I need to get that order in tonight. Yet I’m here.

And my car can’t be driven. Long story. It’s working, but conventional wisdom says no driving until I get it to a mechanic. And when the snow is added, that means I’m really stuck. Uber in this “city” after it has snowed? I don’t like this place. Maybe I should blog about that one day. But replace it with any small town, and it’d be the same. This place definitely isn’t special. In any way.

Back to my car: money. That’s why it hasn’t been fixed. And I might be hoping for a miracle against all odds. So I should be working my PT job right now (and ordering groceries). Yesterday, I tried to work, and there was nothing. I was off from my FT job. Funny, how that works. Or doesn’t work.

All this and I didn’t mention my most pressing topic! Yay. Because it’s not done. Top of mind, but not complete. I’ll be back with books read + music this weekend. And maybe tarot.