I'm trying something new. There's a topic I want to write about, but for now, it's only going to be for paid subscribers. Thanks/sorry. I'll work on a better solution, but sharing begins now. If you relate, I hope you'll join me. paramourcoterie.substack.com
I'm going to have a good day. Holed up in a hotel room writing in bed while my BF works remotely at the desk like the good doobie he is. I'm going to complain about rich fucks and post it on Medium later. Then go to the pool.
I haven't finished anything to be able to publish on Medium all damn month. I feel like shit about myself for this. The resistance is very strong in this one.
See, I’d like to go back to the internet of the early aughts when everyone had their own janky domains to publish on and the closest thing there was to social media was LiveJournal. Except the cool kids would code with MoveableType.
I love my boyfriend but absolutely hate our relationship right now. I love my daughter but absolutely hate our relationship right now. If I could buy a private tropical 🏝️island and disappear and be alone forever, I think I would go.
That’s a disturbing thought to think we may see the birth AND death of the internet. But civilization is clearly so fragile.
I suppose the good news is they’re going to give me two IV iron infusions a week apart then check my 🩸again a month after to see what’s what. So nothing painful yet. Besides this crushing and constant exhaustion.