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Memories: 18 November 2025
18 November 2025 9:18 am. Good morning. I had a better sleep. Better breathing result…sorta kinda. Meh! On we go! It was so hot yesterday that I had such brain fog I had trouble coordinating myself to clean the birdie boys’ cages. (This was around 2 pm) it was like walking through thick mud. It took me forever to get the task done. My brain was literally frying.
By Tanya Arons 2 years ago in Journal
Memories: 20 November 2025
20 November 2025 7:25 am I wake up to the lines “we’ve come so far, I wanna be less like you and more like me…so disappointed in you”. It’s a song I used to ham up to with you know who. It was Art, artifice. Not even reality. I was never disappointed until he pulled that last stunt. Oh well. Humans suck. Men lie, betray, use, abuse, fake love, it’s completely fucked and awful and evil. But nothing new under my Sun. Used to it.
By Tanya Arons 2 years ago in Journal
Memories: 21 November 2025
21 November 2025 10:16 am I just woke up from intense dreams about my ex-sister in law Shirley Cohen. I was living in a cottage across the street, but one house down from a family that were expecting a huge family gathering. I was suggesting to the people that instead of making individual cups of tea that we hire or buy an urn so we had boiling water on tap for coffees, and teas.
By Tanya Arons 2 years ago in Journal
Memories: 22 November 2025
22 November 2025 4:00 am should have gone dancing. Not sleeping much, not breathing. Oh well. Hourly “interruptions”. Brain clear and resonant with insomniac firestorms. lol. Like a giant bell ringing. “For Whom the Bell tolls?” I wonder. Oh well, the dawn chorus is already muttering, establishing the pecking orders. The heart of feathered ones: human and non-human.
By Tanya Arons 2 years ago in Journal
SERGIE
We've all fantasized about what it might be like to go to the stars. While being an astronaut is a dream for many young children and adults, one spaceman found himself in a real-life cosmic nightmare after becoming lost in space. So come along with me on this truly wild journey into the collapse of nations and into the region of literal time travel itself, as I tell the narrative of what happened to the astronaut who was stranded in space for 311 lonely days.
By Davina Ehiaghe Amiator2 years ago in Journal
Memories: 25 November 2025
25 November 2025 … 1:20 am. Ready to wash then dry and ball. It’s beautiful. … 10:22 am I just woke up from a intense dream that I sold my car for $165 to a woman I barely knew down the street. I didn’t even care that I was practically giving it away. Then I had a long phone conversation with Rabbi Jaffe in the dream also. Very unusual.
By Tanya Arons 2 years ago in Journal
Memories: 28 November 2025
28 November 2025 7:47 am better breathing results. Still can’t knock it down to 0. Cpap is improving my clarity of thought. But I still stop breathing in my sleep. Zombie! Shuffle…shuffle. Reclaim my life. Hold my own …alone…alone…but ever intrepidly courageous. Psy sighs.
By Tanya Arons 2 years ago in Journal
Memories: 30 November 2025
30 November 2025 7:13 am woah…back in da room! De Mama T has landed. A much better breathing result too! Life is unfurling majestically. Beauty surrounds me. Love emblazons me. The mosh took me by surprise last night. It came in late but we all flew… it took me a while to get into my zone in a different venue. Lefty’s is Wild. I haven’t been there since some morrocan psychopath hounded me years ago.
By Tanya Arons 2 years ago in Journal
Memories: 1 December 2025
1 December 2025 8:23 am I was so excited about going to Coochiemudlo Island today that I couldn’t settle to sleep last night. Now I have kinda slept in. Time to hit the ground running, gather up my swimsuit and towel and be ready when Jarrod picks me up. lol. The sea….will be a soothing balm. At last!
By Tanya Arons 2 years ago in Journal
