Dating shouldn't feel like Mordor. But man this shit can be terrifying. I feel like I'm surrounded by orcs and goblins trapped in a big swamp with ghosts of dead things haunting me. I'm searching for meaningful friendship, and love which is beautiful holding on to that vision that it exists. I'm out to destroy my fears and past patterns when it comes to dating. 

Sherman (Cat pictured) and I are indignant.  I start with a joke but really I'm livid this morning.

I'm on day 4 of flu. Its gross. A weird cold/flu hybrid that has me coughing, having hot and cold flashes, aches, runny nose, exhausted, faint, queasy, fevered... you know all the flu things. 

The New Year is off to a bumpy start. I seem to get sick twice a year. In January and around September... so sure enough, I'm down with it. Stress weakens the immune system and work has just been too darn stressful lately. Started with a cold, and now I've the flu on top of it. Blech. So now I'm drowning myself in Tea, Broth and Ginger Ale and trying to sleep it off.  I'm trying not to be completely miserable though, and am making an effort to be creative and connect. Which are two of my big focuses for the year. 

My new manager at work gave me a lovely set of gel pens for Christmas so I started a project of drawing flowers for friends. I love this because it lets me do both.