Park Row Fallout ⋅ 40
Midwest Attorney trying to navigate the waters of life
Each person feels pain in his own way, each has his own scars.
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The Obvious in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I hope everyone enjoyed their Full Moon Extra Hour Halloween! I spent mine with a family I was friends with in High School. Cool to catch up… see how they are, see their kids. My facebook feed ...
Well it don't break even in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
(1) My self-destructive tendencies are getting the better of me (2) My body is in pain, my heart is depressed, and while I can push myself to move my body… I can’t summon the strength to do any w...
Silly in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
HA! So… I had spoken with the judge and all the attorneys yesterday. Nobody wanted to go to the courthouse today (as early voting kicks in, additional unmasked people flood our work space, and c...
I waaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnt in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
to write some poetry. But I am worried it would come across as lacking in subtlety, being whiny, being annoying, or being entirely ignorable. Bah. So instead… I’l jot down notes and then expand...
MATHS FOLLOW UP in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Please read the previous entry as that entry is the entry of substance. This is merely a correction. After receiving many notes as to people concerned about the mortgage payment being too much o...
Let's Put It All Out There in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Some notes from the last few days have been amazing… some… not so much. Some of you have seen and understood what’s going on. Others haven’t. That’s fair. Ultimately, here’s the only thing yo...
The Duality Push in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
This is likely juvenile and immature and beneath me but… I have quite the strong urge to simply distance myself from Victoria and Remus and Essen. Remus changed the name of our Group Chat to Poly...
Adventures In Dating Apps in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
What a way to start a morning. Woke up to someone on Tinder having actually matched with me. I have Bumble, Tinder, Match, and OKC and between all of them… I never get picked, much less matched....
Further Fallout in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
After Saturday and returning to a new… significantly more empty house… a thought spiral absolutely took me out. Other than the fact that this house is so much more empty… other than the fact that...
Short Phone Entry in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Had my first dream about Aoife in a long time. She came to surprise me after hearing about my divorce. A nice, unrealistic fantasy-type dream. IRL she probably does know about it but I am cert...
Surprised in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I’m editing something I wrote and adding more detail because… y’all already know most of my original writing: I’m not one of those guys that drags his ex-wife. That being said, there is a reason ...
Therapy and Other in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Therapy for me today was good. I’m always pleased when a professional therapist is astounded at my self-reflection, self-awareness, and knowledge of emotional and intellectual concepts. We disc...
Remoulade in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Funny thing is? This happens. I have words floating around in my brain completely unattached to ANYTHING. Meaning… no definition, no picture identity, no historical markers, no emotional conte...
Sod Off, Today! in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I woke up today to loud thunder booming around the house. Not surprisingly, after a few of those… Nala decided she no longer wanted to sleep on the couch and came back to sleep on the bed. Her l...
Updates in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
HA! Me writing for the first time today at 2:00 p.m. We must be busy! Today started with what I would call an interesting issue. Depositions in a Domestic. Most of the notes are familiar. Defe...
Stirring the Pot in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Here’s some humor! I may have started a bees nest of bullshit. I follow a page dedicated to being against Toxic Masculinity. Considering I was on College Boards about that subject before the ter...
The remainder in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So I Nala destroyed more of the couch. :( And then when I got home from a 4 hour drive for new eyes (apparently, my prescription changed enough for it to be significantly noticeable to me.) I wal...
Politics and Bullshit in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Actually, let’s start with humor first. You know how I’ve got a big ol’ weakness for legs. Like… stockings and a skirt could be considered my Kryptonite? My appreciation of the following comic...
Monmomonday in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
This should really start with Sunday night. I won’t go into details. I’ve already written about it a great deal in an effort to process everything. The quick sixteen second version? Victoria i...
Bah in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Insane Day of Court. Literally in the court house from 9 am until 4 pm. Will write more later.
A Personal Statement in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
You know? One of the things I think about? Nancy wasn’t “standard knock out”. There are plenty of people in this world who would probably say that she isn’t their cup of tea. But I found her b...
F-Word Fridays in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I know I don’t have to censor the title but I felt it appropriate. Yet again, my Friday night was an absolute disaster of loneliness and over-drinking. And I understand why Friday nights are the...
Therapy in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Today’s therapy dealt primarily with trying to investigate why I didn’t feel like I was enough. A bit of teeing up from youth… in that “work hard, strive forward, always do better” is good motiva...
Schedules in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Well, this is bloody stupid. One would think that a scheduled repair or service would put some kind of importance on the concept of SCHEDULE. I had scheduled a heater clean for 8 a.m. and a water...
A Single Meme in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I have finally discovered the Meme for when my Therapist and Parents say “Stop worrying or caring if you’ll ever achieve your dream of being a husband/father and having a stable loving family. Y...