Day 242, Relearning continued


As I lay me down to sleep (fuck off, I know it’s early, but recovery – and a four hour marking fest – is exhausting), and I read my book without any of the voices not written by the author, I think: I might be a little hungry right now. And the little bear inside, innocent and reflective of a very wise penguin, says: too tired… can always eat a little more tomorrow.

Ha blackness, you didn’t even whisper. Recovery and bears and penguins are awesome.


Day 237


While we work out a plan – the lines for reclaiming healthy – we must remember and not lose sight.  Ultimately, we are reclaiming healthy through love – that’s what it’s always been about.  Love is beautiful.  Love is unicorns.  Love is penguins.  Love is bears.

Reclaiming healthy through love and bears and and unicorns and penguins – those are colours that are beautiful enough to outshine even the darkest corners of the blackness.