Catastrophe.

25.6.23.

Ow! Gosh! I don’t know what to tell you, my friend.

Last week, ning-ning…terrible troubles….grabbed me by my ankles, turned me upside down…good thing I was wearing track pants and tee-shirt, not a dress…and shook me like it wanted to empty my pockets and my brain.

Pockets were empty anyway, and my brain fell out because modesty won, I was busy clutching my tee-shirt instead of my head. (Only the people who’ve created this ning-ning, and those I’ve whispered to about it…my sister and my best friend in the Whole Wide World…know anything so, ssshhh, don’t tell anyone, thank you-please.)

After struggling to stuff my brain back in…through ears and nose, couldn’t do it via mouth or it would crawl down somewhere else…I was exhausted. To comfort myself, I’ve been working harder to get my writing business going…planning, making notes, doing, thinking.

I’m taking a break today to relax on a sway-kind-of-day…read a book…listen to music…dream…I hope this video gives you an idea.

I gon fight ning-ning when I ketch meself.

Take care of you, yeah, don’t let anything bite you. You do de biting…bite some good nourishment. See you the Sunday after next. Plenty luuuuve, neena.