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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Rougher Than Expected in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I woke up today and thought to myself… fuck today. I have nothing on my schedule at work. NOTHING. So the only reason to go into the office is so that I can answer unscreened phone calls from ...
So. Huh. Yeah. Yeaaaaah. in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Last night, I got home and changed into an outfit to take Nala for a walk. But then Victoria came over and Nala was a LOT more into seeing her than trying to whine for a walk! lol. Then Victor...
A Day Like Any Other Plus Huge Meme Dump in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Of complaints and praises, I have both in great supply Of nerves and hopes I will not attempt to lie But days of void and emptiness Are not the days that I expect will impress As an apt prelude t...
Spew, title chosen almost randomly in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So… today was scheduled to be a busy day and then… things shifted in court. Oddly. But with the anticipation of lots of court? I kind of assaulted Facebook, lol POST ONE No idea what it means ...
Last One for the Night, I promise in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So… today was busy hectic stressful at work. I was planning to go home, walk the dog, eat food, do laundry, read a book, and go to bed. But when I got home? I saw that Nancy had visited the hou...
Spontaneity in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So if there’s one thing that Victoria absolutely brings to my life… it is spontaneity. Right now, my schedule for the week looks pretty “copy/paste”. Go home pick up dog poop walk the dog play w...
Breathing in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
My day today was scheduled to be a truly nothing day. I was going to do some dishes, walk the dog, write some erotica, just… putz around. But it was a damned HOT day and Victoria texted to see ...
Confusion in a Good Way in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So, as previously stated (if not here than other wheres) Victoria fairly well put a definition to our relationship. “You are a good friend that I want to help. And a friend I’m interested to hav...
Allowing It in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Tonight, I decided to take the therapist’s advice and just accept the grieving emotions, let them pass through me, and embrace what thoughts were attached as opposed to trying to analyze each emo...
Well... things happen in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So yesterday after I spoke with the Divorce Attorney, I was feeling… odd. It is a situation where if Nancy wanted to she could fuck the whole thing, we’d start from scratch, and have to re-do an...
Busy Week! in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
If you had asked me on Sunday if this was going to be a busy week, I would have likely (in a rather Eeyore voice) said, “Probably not.” Well, I would have been wrong! Monday: Trip to Ames, saw fa...
Survey and More in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
This issue always bothers the living shit out of me. I am a BIG proponent of mental health. We need a lot more services, a lot more funding, and a much better system to help out people who need...
Wednesdays are Pointless in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Truly, the most pointless day on my calendar is Wednesdays. Now, that’s an arrogant as balls thing to say because if Courts were running effectively? Wednesdays would be a damned God-send. You...
Humor in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So whenever something significant happens followed by something strange, as a lizard-brained human, I tend to jump to connections despite that obviously not being necessarily true. If you receiv...
OOf, but a good Oof in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Yesterday went off script pretty quickly but in a good way… ultimately. When I got home, my original intention was to just grab Nala and go. But I got some disturbing mail. A notice for Propert...
Ups, Downs, Delays in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I had intended to wake up early, eat a breakfast, grab a shower, head into the office.... but with last night’s emotional insomnia, I “slept” a bit until 3:45… let the dog out… got back to bed ar...
Practicing Self-Grace in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Today/tonight I feel down. And it is entirely due to the divorce. And typically, I would be upset at myself about that. Because the depression related to the divorce is (very honestly) A LOT L...
Just Words in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
I will admit that I am kind if in a depressed place right now. Just everything building on itself. Like… politically? I have progressive friends who keep saying, “fuck voting this year! Biden ...
Emotional Spew in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
So, I get that what I am saying is Emotional Chris and not Intellectual Chris. I get that Intellectual Chris likely finds this whole thing quite beneath us. But Emotional Chris has to speak jus...
Dreams and More in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
My dream last night returned to the narrative structure. Difficult to say about perspective. Some was third person “watching a movie” some was first person “fps” style. Ultimately, though, thi...
Doubtful in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
It is doubtful that I would get more Tinder/OKC attention with this on my profile… buuuuuuut it certainly wouldn’t hurt my current run of zero success. lol
Last Night to Today in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Oh, today has already been exhausting. Bugger. So last night, I took the dog for a walk and… she… was different. She’s never viciously snarled at another dog ever. But there was a dog in the p...
That's so 2020 in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Yeah. It uh… it certainly is one crazy ass fucking year. The “2020” meme with Ant Man can now add “Inland Hurricane tears from Nebraska through Iowa to Chicago and St. Louis.” Yeesh!! I mean, ...
Update in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
Hurricane in Iowa Power out throughout the state Internet down even if city has power Will update more later Will fond out if Work had power and/or internet
Lesson in Book Seven: Reconstruction 2020
This is still a lesson I’m trying to learn. But when you suffer with chronic pain while trying to save the world; you always feel like YOUR BEST is falling short.