This was a journal entry of mine from February of this year.  I’m gearing up for writing more again, but I’m also catching up to where my life is via where my life has been because there’s a trajectory there – not one that’s a conclusion, more like a mid-launch hypothetical or guesstimate as to where the hell I’m going – and it’s not something I’ve deciphered yet.  Also, the hyperpersonal nature of this posting (love, fear, and lost tampons) pushes the limits of even my anonymous courage – things I can’t say outloud… but I’m getting closer. Read the rest of this entry »