dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Friday, September 08, 2017


Everything feels a bit outta whack.  It's our big fall event Justice for Our Desert tomorrow.  It's raining steadily this evening.  I'm going back to bed.

I've been anxious.  The event, having extra people around, the speech I'm giving tomorrow on radical mental health, our board meeting on Tuesday.  Death.  The usual things from event season.

Gnight.  Sweet dreams.


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