NOVEMBER NONO: Seventeen. Wishes ARE horses.

Wish list:

  1. I wish Donald Trump would go completely away and not be heard from again, in any form, (except for/from/by his family, who presumably love him.)
  2. I wish that the sentence, “Black lives matter” just caused nods.
  3. I wish it was more clear to people that I am just what I say I am, and I’m trying my best, all the time and it comes from love, and fear, and love, all the time.  
  4. I wish my kids could live in a bubble of my love for the rest of their lives. And take comfort from the come and go nature of the bubble.
  5. I wish I could feel better about myself on a more regular basis.
  6. I wish I had tons of money so I could not be reliant on alimony and child support and could give a giant fuckoff to it.
  7. I wish I had a spot in the house that was sanctuary like, that I could go to and sit/stand/lie whatever, and sink into worship and thought and holiness.  ( I know I could do it within me, but its not what I am wishing for, damnit. I want OUTER calm. ((now I’m laughing hysterically)) )
  8. I wish everyone had double parentheses at their disposal. Food for their children too.
  9. I wish I liked healthy greens and grains.
  10. I wish I had a personal chef to force me to eat swiss chard. It is so beautiful. I would need to be tied down.
  11. I wish my old friend did not have cancer and dementia. It breaks me regularly. This is the ringer.
  12. I wish my heart would explode and cover and protect this whole world. It is a strong one, and we all need it.


3 thoughts on “NOVEMBER NONO: Seventeen. Wishes ARE horses.”

  1. I so know 3 to be true. 4 makes me want to send you the link to one of Alonis Morisette’s new songs about being a mom (I will.) I wish you could make yourself a sanctuary in your house! An altar, or a corner? I love swiss chard and want to live closer so that I can make it for you!!! I often feel 12 is happening when I get to hear your writing.

  2. I also don’t like swiss chard, though I agree that it is a beautiful plant. I don’t like cooked spinach, though I love it raw in salads. Similarly, I really detest broccoli raab. I think it’s the texture of the cooked vegetable that makes me want to gag; seems like I’m eating garbage.
    Otherwise, I do love greens, especially in a nice salad with vinaigrette dressing on it. That texture is totally agreeable to me. Go figure.

    1. Yes! Maybe it’s a texture problem for me! It seems so much more adult than ‘ewww’…;)

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