Yesterday I had a migraine attack, I spent the whole day in bed, today I had a relapse of the pain and took my weekly medication that treats me while killing me. So I took massive doses of antihistamines and codeine to get through the day... my week started uselessly. I had so many things planned for yesterday. It's so frustrating when your body incapacitates you. Anyway, tomorrow I have to help a friend who broke her paw (she's human and I'm affectionate like that). So I've been lying down for over 48 hours, going back and forth from Dreaming (hello Morpheus), and asking Jesus Christ to help me get better.

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I watched the docushow in IMAX, and it was an incredible experience! The Stayville crew who were in my screening were excellent, fun, respectful, wonderful! As someone who is extremely introverted, I felt the urge to go to all the sessions in my city. The film itself is beautiful, a work of art for fans. When it comes out on Prime Video, I want to see it again. P.S.: Anyone who doesn't know me won't recognize me in the photo, hahaha.

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Un brote severo de fibromialgia. Hoy no pude levantarme de la cama. Muchas dosis de codeína para aguantar el día, dependencia total de otros para comer y beber, en resumen, todo es un desastre. Mis planes para hoy consistían en teñirme el pelo y hacerme las uñas en las manos y los pies. También iba a ver algunos procesos de algunos proyectos, editar algunas fotos y pasar algún tiempo trabajando en un proyecto específico. Pero mi cuerpo vio todo eso y decidió atacarme con mucha violencia. El cuadro se llama La dama del velo, de Alexander Rosli.

Tomorrow, which is already today, I'm going to get my foot tattoo touched up. My mother is a painter (among other things), and I have her signature tattooed as if I were a painting she created... pretentious, right? But it's my tribute to my dear mommy. I need to touch it up, and that will be tomorrow... Overall, I like to get things done, to solve everything, and to have everything ready. But I have a huge resistance to leaving the house... so I get anxious, preparing myself psychologically to leave the house to do what I have to do. Thank God , my job allows me flexible hours, so I can deal with my messed-up mental state even when it comes to my schedule. Should I turn this sns into a diary like the Y2K blogs used to be?

Suite à l'exemple de @nairobis et pour tenter de reprendre l'organisation de mes livres, j'ai commencé à mettre à jour mon app maratona... Mais j'ai 520 livres sur Skoob, environ 100 critiques, sans compter les notes que j'ai prises pendant ma lecture, et l'application Skoob est vraiment horrible. Autrement dit, outre mon attachement à l'utilisation de Skoob depuis 2018, la paresse l'emporte lorsque je dois récupérer des informations et les transférer d'une app à une autre. Mais, @nairobis, j'ai commencé, tu sais ? Je l'ai fait de 2018 à 2020. Tu peux être fier de moi. Héhéhé. De plus, j'ai réactivé mon compte last.fm, que, croyez-le ou non, je n'avais pas utilisé depuis 2008… et maintenant, il s'emballe avec mon léger changement de goûts. Je crois que les seules plateformes à jour qui me permettent de contenir mes tendances contrôlantes sont mon calendrier et TVtime. 🫣

Yesterday wasn't a great day, as is always the case on medication days. Today is a little better, although I don't see an improvement in my condition or in my life in general for the future; each day is a new experience. Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof (this Jesus truly said). So we live in the PRESENT, which is one day at a time. Are any of you going to see SKZ's DominAte Experience in theaters?

The Colombian telenovela "Yo Soy Betty, La fea" is a comfort serie for me. One of my quirks. Do you have quirks that nobody understands?

Life is rushing by, and I'm dragging myself along after it. It's been a while since I've been here. Trying to keep up with everything that's been happening, trying not to lose my identity along the way, trying to have a worthwhile life and all that... adult life sucks. And I was a child who wanted to grow up fast. I started working early, got engaged early, got married early. I mean, I didn't get married that young... but I'd been engaged for quite a while already... In short... adult life is intense, our perception of time is increasingly accelerated (my brother has a mathematical theory that takes relative time into account for this). And sometimes we get caught in the middle of this hurricane, flying around like the cow from Twister (millennial reference). It doesn't mean it's bad, it just means it's not easy. If you are young, a teenager, live with your parents, and they support and provide for you, take advantage of it. It's a huge cliché, but life really does go by so fast. Oh, the photo is mine. It turned out pretty cool, right?

I wasn't the one who took this picture. But I was next to the person who did. Once again I spent the night awake, but I was somewhat useful from 4 am to 9 am. Then the allergy came back like a vengeful ex. I love going to used bookstores, but I'm allergic to dust, mites, some types of paper, and some types of chemicals... among other things. The life of a chronically ill person is very exciting. I don't even need to make a friend who gets me lost hiking alone for 5 days in the woods. (Did you see that horrible news? Be careful who you associate with.)

This photo isn't from today. My sleep is still crazy, so I've been switching day for night, and getting things done in life is torture... But today I went downtown to take care of some things, and when I went into a restaurant for lunch, there was a Leebit in the decor. I thought it was cute... There are days when I'm not really in the mood to talk to anyone, or even to write, you know how it is? It seems like the days slip through our fingers, and when we realize it, life has already passed, because life doesn't wait for you to feel good before it moves on. Anyways, you reading: eat well and stay hydrated. Kidney stones hurt more than a broken heart.

I don't go to church for the end-of-year services. It gets too crowded with people who only go during those times. So I leave space for tourists and visitors...But then I went a few days without going to church and, oh my, how I missed it! Sunday school was great, the service was great, seeing some people again was great... God is good.