After being forced to vacate our home due to required code upgrades, T and I have been living in a series of temporary spaces, financially and emotionally drained by a renovation we never wanted.

I like flat sandals.

I hate being ghosted. It shakes my sense of connection, judgment, and even cosmology.

I’m scared

Despite transforming my relationship to food and fitness over decades, maintaining my body now feels like an exhausting and resented obsession.

Shit’s getting real here, folks.

The focus should be on why Trump sent a note to Epstein and the meaning of ‘enigmas’ in it, rather than its authenticity.

Saya enjoys wielding her power over straight men, and we explored a fantasy in which two men physically fight for her affection.

I’ve entereda new developmental phase: fantasizing about scenarios that can’t, shouldn’t, or won’t happen.

Online engagement with me, and with my blog, has diminished to next-to-nothing!