Roady @Roady_Dragonfae@awoo.space

Like any addictive substance, it loses its effectiveness over time and thus the dose is increased until the user is destroyed. Crashing and burning. A self sabotaging vice like any other.

A siren that beckons to give up hope. To succumb to the demons that make life miserable instead of looking for productive ways to work through it all.

While one must not be naive, or overly trusting, approaches can be made that don't rely on such attitudes as a crutch.

If anything, the one takeaway is I can always come back. The forest isn't going away. Once more of the snow melts and it's not as cold and wet, I can fully complete what I wanted to out there.

While I didn't complete everything I wished to do out on the mountain, having the opportunity to spend time in total isolation was absolutely blissful. That alone helped me shed my frustration like an old layer of skin.

Just got to Aberdeen... Birthplace of Kurt Cobain. "Come as you are." And that I shall.

Moclips first,
To catch a burst,
Of the tidal forces,
Doing their work,

Then off I go,
Into the great unknown,
To be alone,
With no phone.

I'm ready for one fantastic adventure.

Hey everyone! I should make mention that I'm officially an admin on a new mastodon instance called bioregional.cascadiafree.space.

Given my position as an admin, there's a possibility that I'll be shifting to there as my primary account to place focus on that. If you would like to follow me there, I go by @Drifter_Dragonfae@bioregional.cascadiafree.space

Cheers!

One thing I look forward to this weekend is conducting an incredibly thorough banishing ritual with the help of ancient wisdom from the titanic-scale trees out in the Olympic rainforest.

I need to wipe the slate totally clean and fill the vacuum with all the light, love, and positive energy that can be.

I come out of a situation not feeling like myself. Saying unconscious things to people, running my mouth off, and feeling like a jerk afterwards. I apologize after the fact... They say it's fine...But I'm left feeling dissociated and shaken.

I can't wait to go out to the forest tomorrow... Right now, I just want to ball up and cry.

Well, it seems like things are finally starting to settle for me. I'm no longer on edge about employment as I've landed a part time job with a friend's construction business, and I'm riding out my change in diet pretty well.

Looking forward to going camping at the peninsula tomorrow.

I should also make mention that this involves my friends from the arts collective I'm a part of. For those who are aware and/or have met them.

Figured I would post a more updated link with both info and registration all in one. https://www.cascadiaconvergence.com

Spontaneous plans and adventures are what I'm about. Though if I'm gonna invite people along, I'm starting to figure out that I need to be mindful of prior plans people have made and work towards giving more notice.

I currently have an Asus ROG G752V gamin laptop I hardly use. It's a beefy pizza box of a computer that is great for 3D graphics work. I installed Ubuntu and that resulted in a heaphone jack incompatibility that is simply a driver issue. Reinstalling windows would resolve the issue.

I'm interested in trading it for a 2 in 1 laptop tablet with a stylus such as a Surface Pro 4 or Lenovo Yoga given I'm more of a 2D artist and not much of a gamer.

Thank you all, love you all!

I'd like to remind folks that I have a dragon.style account for my longer and more in-depth introspections here. Cheers!
@Roady_McArach

I'm making it official. I'm going entirely nonbinary. I could be a they/them, but I'm getting into the habit of using individual names in place of pronouns as an experimental linguistic choice.

In times where brain chemistry is amiss, it really is too easy to take shit personally right off the bat.

But in the end, I would rather forgive them. Because in the same way that they don't know my full story, I don't know theirs either.

I had no idea we're just exiting a Mercury retrograde. Now things are making a hell of a lot more sense.

Sugar is eight times more addictive than cocaine. That's abundantly clear in how much it's fucked with my brain chemistry over these last few days...

My spoons are practically zero and I look forward to simply running up and down the Washington Coast like a raving lunatic this weekend.