Dear Loco, I’ve been told there are 5 stages of grief: I feel, sometimes, like I’ve been hit by a thousand trucks, and by the grief of ten thousand lifetimes. I feel like every grief I’ve ever known has hit me at the same time. I feel like I’ve toggled between every stage of grief…
A long time ago in Bethlehem
Dear Loco, I spent all morning finishing the book, and boy was it good! M has incredible super sleuthing, and it’s fun doing books like these with her. We ate so much food today. I know you’d have liked that. I met Aurelia, and Aunty Irene and we exchanged warm hugs. There are always good…
The night before Christmas..
Dear Loco, ..not a creature was stirring. We’ve (Loons and I) spent all day just working, and resting. Cocooning. M motivated me to pick up Janice Hallett’s “The Appeal” (I’d gifted both of “us” this book sometime ago). She’s been going on and on about the plot. For once, we can time the completion of…
Dear Loco, Speaking of manuals, and scripts to life – I’ve always liked a perfectly chalked out path. It’s safer, but all signs point to life happening in the moments in between. I’ve spent so much of my life seeking, instead of being. With you, there was no place else to be, but there in…
Dear Loco, Here’s some more updates I’ve missed: Sometimes I just want the script for life, because sometimes I feel as if I’ve lost the plot. “What is the point of this” is a recurring question. I need meaning in my life. A sense of purpose. Here, I have to wonder if all these words…
Chronology of events
Dear Loco, I’ve been so fixated on doing this “properly”, but it is taking it’s own shape and form. I’ve wanted to chronologically tell you everything, but some thing’s I’ve forgotten: Until tomorrow, Booche.
Lou, and the little things
Dear Loco, I wrapped myself like a burrito, and braved the way home (while sick). It was another day of rest, and reflection AND tending to Luna. She’s gotten so plump around the belly. I think of all the things I didn’t notice with Luna because I spent all my love on you (Is love…
King of the Lost Boys
Dear Loco, Give me a kiss goodbyeAnd go explore the nightYou know the way, you can come back anytimeAnd if the fear comes, heavy on youMake some noise, you’re king of the lost boys Come, nowHoney, don’t you cry, noHoney, don’t you cryIn time you will be strongerDon’t you worry ’bout the whyThose answers come…
Dear Loco, We left early to Masinagudi. I’ve been clocking all my experiences as “What would Loco do”, and thought to myself “Of course he’d love to go to the jungle”. But I felt so blegh, and kept trying to redirect my brain to think “happy thoughts”. Though I’m not sure you cared just for…
Friends in Fast Places
Dear Loco, Sez sent me a message this morning, and it was so kind of them to check in. I, also, spent the morning chatting with Nas and it was so fun.I am so so grateful for finding friends in random places, especially when I’ve needed them. I’ve also also been orchestrating Secret Santa for…