Solus

Buon pomeriggio  Travellers,

For the cheap seats in the back, Today is Saturday…

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Do you believe that art or an artist needs suffering in order to create? Doesn’t strife strike the imagination like a match? I mention this only because I have felt very heightened in terms of inspiration during this whole epidemic. I feel energized in the act of creation right now in a way I haven’t for a long time.

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Wet Dog Daze

It’s a super rainy Sunday Travellers,

There’s nothing quite like waking up to any form of disaster. This year Kansas has been getting more rain than well, the span of my life at least. I can’t remember this much rain and rain for me has now formed a unfortunate association with stress. Home owner stress. Flooding and leaking. And I’m not even in the worst of it, but I’ve learned my patio holds water which then floods into the basement AND I have a leak which we are yet to find in my roof AND a leak in a front window. All of which I’m told is normal as a home owner. That all houses have issues.

Here’s is where the real stress comes in, after my divorce we both walked away in not great financial shape, which is also pretty normal for those of us who are not wealthy. I think someone should a book about separation that is the reality for most people versus Eat, Pray, Love, which while a great meditation on finding oneself, it’s not a realistic picture of what leaving a marriage looks like. Leaving a marriage is terrifying in all these little ways that you’re never going to see coming. Read that again. Being in a home that needs repairs that you may not have the money to cover is stress unlike any other.

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