Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hey, handsome, how’s it hanging? It’s been quite a wild ride for me, actually. The sharp “I have no money for food, what are we going to do?” Now switched to an even worse type of stress — the 2,000$ of the tax refund, opening a hole in “Ok, what’s absolutely urgent... 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, 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 →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hello beloved. I am sitting a little later than I'd like; it’s almost 11:20 AM, but I wanted to give you an update. I got a little cold a few days ago, and that slowed me down yet again. But even with that, the latest saga of the hospital starts... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, 55. I have written 55 letters. Isn’t that something? It’s funny that I think of myself as a person who is incredibly consistent on one hand, but I often don’t know how to maintain a pace. I was a short-distance runner when I was a kid, you know? Short-distance runners... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, It’s 9:20 AM. I am sitting at the registration table at the law symposium where I work. I am drunk with the fun of seeing people and smiling. It’s a rare treat for an entrepreneur working from home. So let me explain the origins of this. Where I live, student... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hello beloved, how was your day? Mine was very productive. More productive than I could have imagined, really. Yesterday, the feeling of being dead began to recede. The probiotics and electrolytes finally broke through the devastation left by the antibiotics, and I was hungry. I ate normal human amounts. Not... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, This was the thought that ignited my anger this morning: what in the actual fuck? See, two days ago, the temperature outside reached 24C, so my furnace, a smart machine that is — decided that it’s time to move to spring mode. Then yesterday, it was about 10C outside and, while lying... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, I am not quite sure how to start the entry today. I planned to talk about the difference between blame and responsibility and how, in the last entry, I might have sounded self-deprecating. On that point, I do want to say that I was not. Look, it’s not that I... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, I failed. I failed all of them; I failed Wolfy the hardest. She didn’t want to go to his house; she was weak with a fever. He didn’t even check; he made her walk to the car. Why am I letting this keep happening?! Why am I so damn weak?!... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, The flu has caught me. Kids have been sick for 9 days straight now. I don’t sleep well as the little ones often wake in the middle of the night for care. I collapsed completely yesterday. Could not move. Low fever, chills, nausea, pain in every damn muscle in my... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hello, my love. Come sit with me. I made a fresh pot of tea. The day was rough. Spring break is behind us. I am so tired. I haven’t left the house in a week. A little cabin fever, yes. The pain is fine, I am used to it. The... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, I want to believe I am not a small person. That I am above being petty and vicious. When my kids ask me things about their dad, the Water Dog Libra, I am honest. Be it the good or the bad, I try to be fair. He is a funny,... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hello, my love. It’s 5:53 am, a Sunday and the last day of spring break. I woke after 5.5 hours of sleep following the rapid report I threw at you yesterday, and can finally sit down and write properly, explaining the terrain. The week is a little bit of a... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, I know it seems like I am complaining about my kids lately and how they treat me. And, yesterday, telling you about little Mycroft’s teen betrayal, you probably are primed by now to see me and my world as one of the righteous, resentful elders. So, today we will talk... Continue Reading →
