Well, I had to quit the job I loved (full time volunteer at no-kill cat rescue) over someone else's fuckery and the owner's defense of said fuckery. I've been in bed - A LOT. Between losing the work that I focused most of my energy and heart on, and the general fuckery of *Gestures widely at all of America* motivation has been shit the last few weeks but the springtime in the Rockies phenomena is calling me to get the fuck up and do something. So, starting over again now. Woohoo?

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Hiya. I'm Joy and I live in Colorado, which I absolutely love. Great place, great family, just turned 50. I just lost a dear person in my life but also reconnected with several others. It gave me the shock I needed to embrace the "just do the fucking things" outlook. Eat the cake, wear the perfume, wear the jewelry, lift the heavy things, hug the people. All of it. There's no round 2, no do-over, and no way to know what comes after. I'm here because I want to do the work there is to do, and enjoy the life there is left to enjoy, and I don't see myself doing that well, until I get my body and head, and heart on the same page.