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@thedoozer

a fraggle is born when a doozer must play

I am a chrysalis. It is a difficult phase, melting down all that you had built around yourself to protect yourself, all the work I have done, accumulating insight and skills, until I have wrapped myself in a shell to come back to the most basic part of myself to rebuild myself into what I am meant to be: a human beautifully flawed and brimming with vitality. In some ways, I will always be in the chrysalis, always breaking down to build back parts of myself more truly me than before. Break and build. Break and build.

But, soon, so soon, I will fly. Oh, how I will fly.

Photo: Ed Binkley Art

#same eeyore same

He greeted this particular morning with the same amount of enthusiasm that he needed most mornings followed by a series of very important questions. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself “why” and sometimes he thought “what's the point” and sometimes he didn't quite know what to think so he just ate thistles.

Me, in the summer heat, taking 2 points of fire damage every second: aeugh aeugh aeugh ough eough ough eaugh

I am seriously so proud of myself.. The way I am handling everything and continue to keep moving forward despite the heaviness in my chest. I love the progress I'm making. I love the woman who I'm becoming. I love my new beginning.

sad news today. Beeftongue, slug beloved, is no more. it lived just over a year, a good long time for a Florida leatherleaf, and tasted dozens of lettuces and other delicious vegetation beyond any slug’s dreams. found under a fallen stop sign in Miami, I was honored to share some time with this awesome beast.

farewell, Beef.

Beeftongue is survived by Bupkis, who continues to stubbornly exist despite being over 2, and all of its brood

RIP Beef you were beloved by many 🖤