howtothriveinanursinghome

[howtothriveinanursinghome]

40 days from now is the 8th anniversary of my spinal cord injury. The end of my 8 mile road, so to speak. Because I am of course in love with Eminem.

I’m eating small handfuls of dried blueberries. I wish I could eat the world.

I have a good sense of humor, so plenty of times in the last 8 years I have thought of my abandoned in a nursing home paralyzed life as a crafty simulation and so ‘hilarious’ and ‘not real’.

Oh but these 8 years have been the cruelest and most romantic years of Sheryn’s lifetime. Because of course I have past lives. You wouldn’t believe how many lives my soul has shared with humanity. These lives are coming back to me.

I want to absorb my past selves karma, but right now I’m stagnant and having trouble convincing myself some fresh water in my pond would feel good and encourage lake-ness.

Naturally I’m laying awake thinking about the future of our species at 12:30am.

Oh my. It’s already too late.