One of these things is not like the other,
until you meet me.
Ok, so obviously none of the ladies in the fabulous photo montage are I,
but they certainly reflect some of what goes on in the eye of my personal hurricane - although I now take a pill to keep some of those ghosts in line. Thank you, psycho-pharmacology.
Btw, if you can't name three out of the four pathfinders above, you've probably landed on the wrong lily pad, cupcake, but stay a while anyway. To quote the midget medium from Poltergeist, "Go into the light my children.
All of welcome."
Call me Ms. C. Some of you may know me from my former blob, Mix Tape Therapy, where I offered advice and the perfect music mix to match your misery. Ironically, once I earned my grad degree in social work and got into the field - for reals - I was counseling enough, thank you very much.
So this time around, I'm going to let my ADHD crazy-train-of-a-mind ride off the rails and write about whatever I want. Of course, I hope you're interested, let the comments flow, but baby doll, I'm over 40, and with that comes a comfort in my skin that I wish I could bottle and sell on eBay.
I would make an awesome philanthropist/rich bitch.
Some would say I've already mastered one of those descriptives. Ahem.
Anyway, until next time, Namaste - you magnificent beasts.
until you meet me.
Ok, so obviously none of the ladies in the fabulous photo montage are I,
but they certainly reflect some of what goes on in the eye of my personal hurricane - although I now take a pill to keep some of those ghosts in line. Thank you, psycho-pharmacology.
Btw, if you can't name three out of the four pathfinders above, you've probably landed on the wrong lily pad, cupcake, but stay a while anyway. To quote the midget medium from Poltergeist, "Go into the light my children.
All of welcome."
Call me Ms. C. Some of you may know me from my former blob, Mix Tape Therapy, where I offered advice and the perfect music mix to match your misery. Ironically, once I earned my grad degree in social work and got into the field - for reals - I was counseling enough, thank you very much.
So this time around, I'm going to let my ADHD crazy-train-of-a-mind ride off the rails and write about whatever I want. Of course, I hope you're interested, let the comments flow, but baby doll, I'm over 40, and with that comes a comfort in my skin that I wish I could bottle and sell on eBay.
I would make an awesome philanthropist/rich bitch.
Some would say I've already mastered one of those descriptives. Ahem.
Anyway, until next time, Namaste - you magnificent beasts.