Today, I woke up.

Today I woke up and I was frustrated. I moved to Seattle like a year and a half ago and I was completely fucking broken. Alcoholic. Addict. Codependent, bit doing it by myself bc who the fuck would want to be spending time with someone who felt they had sunk so.low they were beyond help. Lost interest in everything. I used to thirst to learn and create. Life was good for some time, and whole not fully on the blame of COVID, it was a perfect storm for where my life was slowly headed. COVID only allowed it to happen faster bc I wasn’t working so I didn’t need to manage the drinking anymore. This isn’t going to be a long post about my war story. It’s a story about gratitude. After all the work. All the heartache. All the facing shit that you just avoided for so long, there has to be an end to it. Put it all to rest. It’s been dealt with.

Today I woke up, and I was in my own place, working, off ebt. Off subsidized rent. Paying my own way again is about as good as I can remember for a while. And I’m right there. Allowing myself to feel.good about that isn’t easy and I still don’t know if that’s where I’m at but! Today…

I woke up. And I saw something cool. And I thought I might share. Even in the place where I did I the work getting where I am now, that’s a not so pretty picture, the explosion of life in my backyard brought me about 10 minutes with this thing. I shortened the video for the sake of time, I guess. But still. Just a lil birb. Doin his thing. When he flys he’s like an emerald can’t see it when he’s all puffed up. Anyway. Happy weekend.