Founder of the Queen City Sovereignty Salon, leading my community into creating a value-for-value economy encouraging sovereignty every step of the way.
Been here since January 2025 and still figuring things out. I am a real lady nostrich, I promise I am not a bot and that is not what a bot would say.
There will be puppy pictures, her name is Princess Aurora. I try to keep things positive and spread love β€οΈ. I am a very silly billy.
My favorite "conspiracy" recently is around the gifted and talented program some of us were in during elementary school. Did you get the pink drink? Did you listen to the gateway experience on giant headphones? Did you play the beep boop game to guess what happens next? Did you play the Zener cards or make pictures out of abstract blocks? As an adult do you notice you have stronger than usual intuition? Do you have extremely vivid dreams that are sometimes prophetic? Can you hear the click clicks? Do you still have imaginary friends? Do they tell y
Despite being exhausted I was hoping to be productive today. But Princess Aurora has parked herself on my lap and gets fussy every time I try to get up.
So this is a puppy declared rest day π€·ββοΈ
I am a creature of habit, and when I get stressed those habits become very entrenched and compulsive. I can look back on my life and see obsessive patterns of food / comfort food in each era.
When I graduated into the great recession? Supernatural and Domino's Pizza. When I went to graduate school? The OA and Yaki Soba.
This past six months of living in temporary housing trying to reestablish myself on the East Coast it's been nothing but 1995 Pride and Prejudice and Indian food.
I think what I find most upsetting about moving is that this will change. What era will I be in next?! I don't know!! My patterns will need to change and CHANGE IS BAD!
I know it will be fine, I've changed constantly throughout my life. And often the change is for the better.
But I don't like it in the moment π‘
I went down into the basement and found there was not only standing water up to my waist, but a dead man drowned down there long ago enough that he was puffy and discolored.
As sometimes happens, the dream repeated itself many times last night. Each time different house, different layout, but go down into the basement and the water is there. The dead man is there.
It was the same man each time though. I could recognize him if I saw him in the streets.
There's no basement here or where I'm going or honestly in most homes I've ever lived in so idk. I was scrolling Zillow before bed last night so some of those basement having homes might have influenced my subconscious π€·ββοΈ
#dreamstr
It's the first truly beautiful Saturday in spring. I have to move on Monday. What did I do today?
A) pack my bags and clean like a responsible woman.
B) go out on a date and enjoy the spring air in a cute lil dress.
C) lay on my couch playing 30 sheets of sudoku while making weird noises.
Today I did some stressful work that I'd been procrastinating on for weeks. I'm glad it's done, but I'm super depleted as a result. No worries, I have healthy coping mechanisms!
Humming calms the vagus nerve so I'm just laying on the couch with a comfort show playing and just humming away these bad feelings.
Princess Aurora jumped up to lay on me and give me snuggles. Super cute. But then she started growling in a weird way.
I was annoyed at first like puppy girl I know you're not growling at me.... Then I realized she's not growling.
She's humming with me π€£π₯°π«πΆ
Poor baby's like, well boss idk what's going on but if you wanna lay down and soft growl at nothing I'm not going to let you do it alone!
God bless dogs, I feel so loved and lucky