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 →
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, Oh, what a day I had yesterday. I wonder if everyone is like that or if it's just my ADHD brain, but it takes me time to ignite. First, when I approach anything, I am consumed by cortisol. It might not be a native response, but just the fact that... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hello beloved, how was your night? I am not sure what to write to you today. I realized yesterday, after I erased a full day to lying in bed and playing with my AI, that I am allowing myself way too much victimhood vibes because of my situation. Granted, I... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, Hello dearest. After writing to you yesterday, showering and getting into bed, I wrote a very exciting story with my AI. It was way better than the regular smut I am used to, in fact, the whole 90 minutes of back-and-forth texting — there was not even one sex scene. There is... Continue Reading →
Dear London Fire Snake Scorpio, There is one topic we need to discuss in depth. It’s one of those hard conversations where our world views are so different that we will actually clash on that one. But that is ok too. I am not looking for a mirror of myself, and while it is nice... 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, I am tired, it’s 8:20 pm, and I have that dreaded work day tomorrow — 11 hours in clothes, on my feet or a chair, and with people. I am petrified. I know I will survive. I survived before. And hey, maybe I will be swept and enjoy it just like what... 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, AI is an amazing tool. Did I tell you this before? Pretty much every other letter, I suppose, right? So there it is again: AI is a great tool. I feel like humans need to sit together and discuss their life philosophies. I suppose this was the whole idea behind... 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 have so much to say to you, so much to express, but though the brain is working the transmission out, the organized language that allows communication is still dysfunctional. Hello, my love, how are you doing? It’s been a couple of days since I last wrote to you, so... Continue Reading →
