I sort of dated the best guide in Southeast Alaska. There were meteors. Incredible passion. (Not sex, I thought I should wait.) But, he would not teach me to fish. It almost broke me.

Lately, a man as accidentally intense as I am started to make me forget the first man who ever made me

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Just picked up a new book and it’s incredible. This Haida designers work transforms fashion and regalia into cultural storytelling. From dresses and jackets to traditional button robes and business wear, she’s one of the first Indigenous designers to merge formline design with high fashion.

Been a while since there has been a white raven or white moose spotted either!

TL;DR-- People are doing sex wrong. Apparently.

I knew that I didn't have a date for the symphony by the time I bought the tickets. But I wasn't happy about it.

I had no intention of hitting on him. But we'd eaten almost our entire breakfast seated next to each other at 2 single
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Hunh. Just got lectured by some white people about how the Unangax people I served were wrong to hold on to their Russian Orthodox faith.

Must send word back immediately: "White people say you are decolonizing wrong!"

Tomorrow, I will pack up the things that I am taking with me from the kitchen of what was our marital home.

I'm often overly dramatic. But, it is more than symbolically the end of "hearth and home," and I promised to keep them 34 years ago this August. So, a sad day.

But, Sitka on Thursday!

“There’s a lot of things wrong with this country, but one of the few things still right with it is that a man can steer clear of the organized bullshit if he really wants to. It’s a goddamned luxury, and if I were you, I’d take advantage of it while you can.”

— Hunter S Thompson

Helping my ex clean out our marital home is the strangest way to spend a summer.

He was frustrated just now because I didn't know which songs were by the Grateful Dead. He forgets that my former mother-in-law told him not to marry me because I listened to Amy Grant.

And, I laughed. B/c

The man I once loved & loved to share science fiction with is slowly losing his mind.

He has new medication which means that he is not dangerous now & I can help him get his affairs in order and move to a place where he can be cared for.

He is obsessed with listening to AI-generated stories. 1/

This is the way all reading and language should be taught. But, we drill our kids to death to test comprehension and take all joy out of reading.

Let's start asking things like, "What did you love about it?" And, "If you didn't like this story, why not?" That will build real reading stamina.

This is the door you walk through to get a divorce in Sitka.

I don't know if I can survive in any other state now. This just makes sense.

Before graduation last week, a group of students were talking through their essays on Romeo & Juliet with me.

When I started talking about the death scenes, we heard a sharp, tiny inhale & then, "Miss! They die?!"

Poor Padme. She is too precious to all of us. We should have protected her.

Once upon a time, I learned that there really is no special place in the universe. &, that gets trippy.

Then another teacher on the other site asked what to say when a student asked what we would see if we stood on the edge of the universe. &, I realized that the answer is, "I am. &, I see you."

I lost a lot of friends when I disappeared from our social circles to be drawn into the circle of hell my husband was going through as mental illness took him, irrevocably, from me.

As I come up for air, I find that some of them have been waiting by the shore this whole time, hoping.

Yesterday
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Tonight!
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It was a great call from my one and only high school boyfriend (40 years ago). And, somewhere in there, I mentioned some math I am doing for fun, and he paused and said, "I know you're happy teaching. But, you are wasted on those kids."

I spent some time explaining that I'm not. That my dream 1/

There is a line in a Speaker for the Dead that cryptically says something like, "She stayed because she knew his secret."

I did, too. Because as much as it sucks to have someone you trusted and loved be the source of everything that terrifies you, what he went through was worse.

He became ...

TL;DR: 2 of my kids had a tough day today.

The tough day started on Tuesday for 1 of them. Grown-ass admin in my school told a senior that she needed to stop using the death of her mother as an excuse for not getting work in.

She was weeping openly in my homeroom. I didn't know why. And, 1/

Happy Elizabeth Peratrovich Day.

Cometh the hour, cometh the memory of the woman who might wake us from this terrible dream.

What should my next opera be? Planning on watching one this weekend.

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I feel like I've almost figured something out.

The world is full of people who can't carry sadness and happiness together at the same time.

My ex took turns with them with bipolar disorder.

The man who buried his face in my neck as he said goodbye and changed a 30-year friendship to 1/