Three Elves in a Trenchcoat

Pardon my French, but in a hellscape. Mental illness sucks but we’re slogging through this.

I’m still writing! However, I’m working more hours at the vet clinic. I did graduate, and now I have a perfect excuse to use this meme:

It’s literally so true. And that’s bad. I have no money, and I’m very small. So you can understand the kind of stress that I’m under.

Note, I don’t think I’ve written much since I was hospitalized last year, but I’m trying to get back on track. After all, life sucks. And so do wet rainboots, and nothing is worse than your foot getting repeatedly sucked into a shrinking soggy rubber prison that makes nauseating squelching noises as you trod around whilst also leaving Kraken-worthy suction marks all over your flesh. Off topic. I know.

I’ve decided to work on some weird psychology-mental-physical health stuff to try and improve my brain function and writing. i.e, setting up a cool reading nook that is specifically just for reading and writing! Also, I’m trying to look into foods that will help my brain work. Maybe this is just me forgetting to eat all the time and having literally no appetite, but a possum’s gotta do what a possum’s gotta do, y’know?

Coming soon: Book reviews on Youtube? Maybe? This TikTok stuff is hard to keep up with. You young little whippersnappers know how to make the algorithm be nice. My worn-out, achy, 23 yr old brain does not.