I don’t like to reveal too much about me in the off chance that the one visiter I get a year would care enough to dox me based off of my vulnerability on this blog. I know, I know… mark those ones private and people won’t dox you! Also you have to be doing something really bad like dressing like Hizzler for Halloween, refusing to bake a gunder neutral birthday cake, or flying a coneffertiti flag. Don’t worry guys, I don’t dress up for Halloween, I don’t bake, and I don’t decorate – so simmer down.

The past couple of weeks have been hard. I’ve been trying to find a house in this ever shrinking homing situation. Buying is off the table as everything is too high on the “affordability” index. I mean people used to live in caves that were free, times have changed. It’s left me exasperated, and deflated. Rentals are going so fast that yesterday I caught myself flying across town like speed racer to be first in line with my application. Pray for me.

I don’t do well when everything is packed up and in boxes and I have no where to go. I am in the land of wishing things were different. Wishing I had resolved all of this shit years ago. But here we are… on our way to another abode where the carpet is beige and the linoleum is cheap.

Could this time be different though? What would a positive intention be. How could you turn this “X-Factor” into some sort of erotic energy. New chapters are exciting and life is an adventure.

It’s time to stop resisting and just set sail.

Intention today: Sail.