To address the photo above, I had two broken teeth removed on Saturday so I got to ice myself from both sides. I am prone to cavities and these dead teeth broke a while ago. Time to remove them so I can get implants down the road. I am glad I am not so vain that I can post these ludicrous pictures of myself. Most likely because I have never found my face attractive, and if you can't laugh at yourself you have no damn right to laugh at any one else.
I am having my first iced coffee since the procedure.... I haven't had coffee since Friday and I can already feel the jitters.
I did get gut punched by some news on Friday, but I will disclose that at another time... maybe.
I have great friends. The few that I have let in, that I know won't hurt me or use me, they are amazing. And they have been there for me. They cried with me and laughed with me all weekend. They helped put photos and posters into boxes, carefully wrapped and protected in tissue paper and put them into the garage for "safe" storage. I really wish my garage didn't smell like an ashtray from the meth dealer head who lives above it. I swear he must fart clouds of cigarette smoke at this point. Tomorrow I get to switch out all the old, tacky, metal, grey blinds that have been in my house since god know when and put in nice new ones that match the other half that have already been replaced. I will also print new photos and frame them and hang them on my walls to move forward.
Sondheim was brilliant in. Just listen to "Move On" from Sunday in the Park with George. I finished a song for the Soccer musical I am working on Sing While You're Winning. Now to make the demo and send it off for approval from the book writer. I know there are some parts that could one better. Maybe I'll sleep on it and find something better, lyrics do that. But I find its better to get something down, because eventually the right words will settle in.
I am in remarkably good spirits considering my world this year is completely taking a 180 degree turn on the shit storm express. Bad decisions have become a norm apparently and I am learning to forgive myself for selfish, stupid mistakes that will now haunt me forever. But as my therapist said, some people have to learn from pain. And what a cruel teacher pain is. I jokingly claimed 2024 as my year and I am still sticking to that. I am strong, I am tough, and I have amazing people that I have let in. Few, but damn they really are amazing and I love them. And they love me unconditionally, just like my dogs and cats.... well maybe not the cats (do cats love anyone?)
Today was the first day I didn't wear rings, I put them in a box out of sight. I haven't cried. I don't know what's going on with the best friend that I once I had.
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