Monthly Archives: January 2016

It was what I wanted (at the time)

Almost done reading Shades of Blue, the book Brent got me for Xmas.  One story got to me (most of them have got to me in some way) where the writer says that suicide leaves others with no closure. I wonder if that’s what Suzanne was thinking when she broke up with me, giving me the suicide that I wanted (at the time).

**sigh** I’ve learned other things also, like going on medication was the best option for me, even if others like Josef were against it (I was against it too I suppose). Also about having a support system (even if I think it is still pretty shoddy). I done so much, but I still have so much more to do and will always have to do. 

But in regards to Suzanne, I have been able to move on, and yet I will always be looking back and looking for answers that I might never get. 

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Booty & Plunder!!!

Xmas presents from my brother & sister in law. A beautiful tiger fabric, a batik that actually fits me, Capt. Phasma Pop! Bobble head, and an engraved Parker fountain pen.

   
    
 

Happy New Year

Rah, Rah, Rah.  No real resolutions or anything. I suppose I should log onto Last.fm and take a look at what I listened to last year.

Need to make playlist for gym and quiet times. Random playback can be a little jarring at times depending on my mood. 

Wish there was another play to look out at the Sound, watch ducks and ferries past by and daydream the time away. Nothing wrong with Whiskey Gulch, but just surprised that there are not more places. 

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