Atalist's Dungeon

 It is a weird state of affairs when you are sick.  Time first and foremost is a construct; when you are sick this construct goes wibbly-wobbly. Are you hungry? no? Is it 7pm and you haven't eaten? It might be.  But mostly the world pivots hard and makes you slow down whether or not you want to.  I call bullshit on the imposed slow down but at the same time, I cannot believe that we are here. After everything, it is literally adding insult on top of injury.  But in that time there are small mercies. Funny moments, sweet moments, and ridiculous moments with the family. It also makes me appreciate the people in our community. I love our people. We had people drop off Gravol and Biosteel, people who offered to run and grab whatever we needed... people to just send ridiculous videos to, it was important to know that they are and seemingly always will be there.  So as much as we have gone through it, time and time again. (Tiny humans are germ-infested) I know we...

 This weekend we said "See you later" to my Aunt Kathy.  She was a pivotal person in my early life and as such she had asked me many years ago to write her a Yagoogly. I thought that maybe, she was just trying to compliment me on my early musings and writing because I wrote down my feelings and thoughts. It was practice for bigger exploits and she meant it. When I went to see her in the hospital she told me she was dying and that I still needed to do her Yagoogly. So on the weekend, I delivered it. It was hard. I went up to the podium with eyes brimming full of tears from memories flooding back as Rhonda-Lee spoke and I thought, how the hell am I going to do this. As I got up there I just started to talk. It wasn't so bad until the end of the speech. The actual goodbye was the hardest part. Telling her I love her and that I hope wherever she is, she knows she is loved. All seemed too much. There were laughs that I didn't expect because things like getting a tattoo wit...

 I am trying to make this video for aunt kathy and sweet jesus I don't ever want to make another memorial video. It's taking me places that are difficult and hard. Feeling the loss of each person but at the same time, the pivotal memories come flooding back. Every time I fell flat on my face, my family was there to pick me up and celebrate me coming round. I suppose that is what I am trying to do for Aunt Kathy and all I can think of is the beautiful life she had. It was amazing and remarkable and all of us could be so lucky to live a life well lived. She did that.  God I miss her.