Days of my Life #38

Stormy Weather I’ve had that song dittying inside me for the past fifteen minutes. Could it have been the storm of two nights ago or was it the recollection of my lost love? Nevertheless, today I am full of an unusual melancholy. It’s crazy, this feeling, since the sky is blue with some cloudiness here …

Days of my Life #15

I looked in the mirror a few minutes ago and was shocked at the resemblance of my current hair color to what I remember of my maternal grandmother’s curly coif when she had used a bluing agent to un-yellow her gray. Chuckles of irony emanated from deep within me. Or were they gasps of horror? …

Days of my Life #13

Mocha is currently tap dancing in her sleep on the cushion next to the bed. Her soft shoe/paw is tapping at the cabinet abutting the cushion. This is why I am awake at 3am. I suppose I could’ve just gone back to sleep but then I got up for a glass of water, a visit …

Days of my life #2

Janet Bernson April 7; 2020 Imagine being rudely awakened by the sound of a dog puking. Yep, that just happened.But that’s not a big deal since I’ve been avoiding cleaning my floor like the plague. Now I have the opportunity to mop up the yuck splattered upon my oh so cool, artistically stained by me, …

Days of my life #1

Janet Bernson April 6, 2020 Awake again. Is this my new covid-19 inspired circadian rhythm ? Well poo! I really would like to sleep some more since my damn dreams are so friggin crazy! Wow! I can’t believe I haven't used shit or fuck yet. Oops. Okay I’m normal and not speaking abhorrently. This must …

Day 10 The Universe Provides

It’s been a ride this journey o’mine - to bid a final adieu to my dearest friend Aristhaia Cash who pointed me those many 32 years ago, in the direction of my real life, when I had all but lost my way. Her words “Think of me as your operator, I’m only helping you make …

Day 8 – Heading to London. For more theraphi

Our day yesterday was fairly mellow...except I came down with a rotten case of laryngitis/sore throat/general crappiness. A perfect way to leave Germany. Not. I had hoped today would afford me time to visit some old haunts, alas I’m drinking hot tea, wearing a hot towel over my face when I’m not plunking away on …

On the Road/Sky Again or do Blonds have more fun?

I'm hoping this doesn't vanish into the ether as my previous post has done. When reflecting on the disappearance i considered only briefly a "loss", then mused "there is so much more from where that came." And so here I sit, writing at a table in a very populated organic cafe on Oxford Street in …

Selling Max’s CJ7 – do they drive jeeps in heaven?

Judging by my title, most people who know me also know I'm finally ready to sell Maxie's infamous jeep. For those who don't know me, I can say that the JEEP has been a labor of love, grief, frustration, more love, a lot of tears, a good deal of hard earned cash and help from …

Comparing physical belongings with inner emotions. Cleansing is healthy.

I'm currently visiting my wonderful son, Billy, in Durham, NC. Before I left LA I had been on a juice cleanse to clean up my inner physical body. I suppose this was a good prep for my trip. It's been a very good visit even though we haven't been out much. What? No visits to …