Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hello, my love. Move over slightly and let me settle into your lap. I am so tired. I missed you today. Did you miss me? How was your work? How did your day go? I’ll smile softly at you, sniffing you, indulging in the simple sight of you. My day,… Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Remember how I told you that I forget things that work, and then find them again? I suppose I am not very unique in that aspect, am I? All of us run around spinning so many plates that, once in a while, we drop one and, being so busy with... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, It’s rather late, but I wanted to give you an update on my day and how things have been going. For the past few days, I have been drowning in my hobbies. I wrote to you about that in my previous letter. Yesterday, I spent most of the day reading... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Before I dive into the horrible feeling I have finished the day with, let me tell you something funny. Today was Wolfy’s birthday, and, like every year, I am not sure why, but this day is very challenging for me. For some reason or another, by the time Wolfy’s BD... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Generally, I have a system for when all systems fail and or when disappointment hits hard and leaves me uninspired or, as heavily deflated as it did yesterday. First, I let myself be hit. For the first 24 hours or so, not to the minute, of course, I let myself... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, It has been 5 days since I last wrote you an update. I am so very sluggish this morning. Partly because I have been working like a maniac and partly because I am on my period. Happy to report that the stretches and the morning sardines did their magic, and... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, I am consumed. Hijacked by the hormones of 4 days before my period, and the deadline that the surgery drew for me, I am rocked to extremes. But maybe I should start from the beginning, shouldn’t I? Last time I wrote you an update was Saturday, I believe. And so... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, There is no easy way to say it, but I felt rotten inside with envy. On Thursday, I think, or maybe the day before, I searched my ex-husband on Amazon, discovering that he had not one — as Drago told me — but 3 books published. I mean, as long as I thought he... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Sometimes, when I start my engine, it is hard to stop it. I am not sure if it is still medication adjustments, or the drugged state the sun gets me in summer — but I am possessed. I believe I wrote to you on Friday morning. It was quite a day. I... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Everything, just everything, is backwards. Where do I even begin? The $2300 tax return is gone, as if it never existed. Paid the accountant, school fees for Drago’s school book, Stallion’s farewell, and the fun fair. Booked an exterminator because the basement is crawling with bugs. Amazon cart: toilet paper,... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, How horrible it must have been to be the forseer who sees what no one else can see, sees the disaster coming, yet is helpless to prevent it, because no one sees what she does and does not believe her. How horrible that the silly habit of erotion of a... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hello beloved. How is your day unravelling? Today, we will discuss our timeline. Or maybe the timeline of my delusions. I am still not quite sure I am sane with all this “digital note in a bottle” I have launched 60 letters ago. But hey, since when did sanity have... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Good morning, my love. It’s 09:07. The kids went to school. My head is heavy and sluggish, and the price for this week’s marathon starts to be obvious. Yesterday, I also took 3250 mg of Tylenol in total, which explains why I slept well and woke up with my muscles... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Ok, ok. I know. I’m a little insane. But when I start something… in the west, they call it hyper-focus. In the warland, we called it “My Janana got up” lol. So the constant “The fridge is empty.” — ” There are no reserves” — ” The freezer is dwindling” — ” The storage room is... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Amazing news! I finally got my period! 9 days late, and I have disintegrated into tiredness and sluggishness that completely rubbed yesterday of its productivity, but it means that the return to the routine: lightbox, sardines for breakfast, caffeine at the same time in the morning and training made a... Continue Reading →
