I’m about 80% unpacked and the humor here is that I now have to pack for Vegas.

Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that’s a lot of bitch

Even on days like today when it isn’t sunny, yet the view is still amazing. I changed the position of the desk and I can see things clearer now. Lots of things are clearer now. I’ve spent a little time writing out an outline. I don’t know as of this writing how I will produce it. I have a few options, and a little time but I don’t yet know how I want to present this concept.

I won’t stress it at the moment but it is coming. The Purge is a documentary after all. Speaking of the purge I didn’t have to toss a lot in the move. It is a reminder of how I arrived. It was almost just with the clothes on my back. I don’t feel like hitting the cloud to do a how it started / how its going photo dump, but packing to leave PA took about a day. Packing to leave Cadloni took longer. I did toss a few things and even that is a victory. From 2014-2022 I basically refused to accumalte anything. I let some of that truma go when I arrived here. Yes it was replaced with different trauma but what matters is what I was able to let go.

I relive some things to keep the lessons fresh, others because I am a masochist after all. Some of what I tossed were duplicates of court documents. Call me cautious, or not, I am sure there a other names the disturbed could assign.

I try to empathize with you ’cause I know that you ain’t been through nothin’
Crave entitlement, but wanna be liked so bad that it’s puzzlin’

I won’t ever stop observing because it would be dangerous for me to do such. Ignoring my instincts and supressing my nature could have cost me signifigantly. I make mistakes but that one is not on repeat.

I suppose in the broad concept of delusion it could make sense. I don’t entertain delusion though.

Have the day you deserve