My best brain power and most of my energy have to be reserved for work these days so the writing in this little piece of fun hasn't been where I would like it to be, but all my very best LOVE goes out to all of you. The intent, from the start, has been about this day, day 12, all of you. Happy whatever you celebrate, or don't, and thanks, for hanging tough. Some days it feels like I just don't want to, can't, anymore, but you, this bunch, keep me taking the next step, trying the next drug, doing my best not to fall deeper into the black hole I have been clawing my way out of for the past year. Love, ~Marcela.
On the 12th day of Crass-mess my true love sent to me 12 + Favourite Humans - Drumming the Beats that keep me marching 11 x 6000000 sheople following an orange pied piper 10 Leaping Chippendales 9 bombshells dancing 8 old-maid starter seeds 7 plastic seas a floating 6 geezers laying (down) 5 golden thongs 4 cat-calls 3 French fry gift cards 2 xmas turtle pics And a voice-mail xmas grting (press 1) on my automated phone tree! ~Marcela: checking (y)our cultural realities December 24, 2019