Unless you mean the horse at the animal sanctuary where I volunteer. In that case, Winter and I are definitely friends. But Winter gets a large “No, thank you. I’m busy. Being sad. Thanks to you. Turn off the light as you leave.” I’m always a minute away from the depths but winter really kicks […]
February is gone. The slow crawl into March begins. Some days, I’m at the top of my game, barreling through the things I need to do, giving no fucks, getting shit done. Other days, I’m curled up on the couch, trying to reach outside my thoughts. I’m still here. I hope you are, too.