I’m feeling really weird about some stuff going on in my head and life, and find I’m really uncomfortable talking about it here. Usually, I don’t care, I’ll spew forth for whoever reads.

But I’m in a spot where I don’t feel like I can talk about some things until they’re done or at least until I’m done processing them.

I’ve been taking a class on women and trauma at PSU. It’s sort of a weird name for a class if you aren’t up on your psychojargon-ese. We talked about child abuse, domestic violence, sexual assault. The trauma part relates to the physical and psychological effects of abuse. It has been very, very interesting.

If I don’t update as often, it’s probably because I’m too tired of pretending life is hunky-dory for the benefit of friends and co-workers, to come here and pretend some more.

In Oregon-related stuff, how about this weather? It’s been so strange, so very warm lately. I’m waiting for plagues of locusts or something… I also just want to say how glad I am I live in Portland. The advangates of a bigger city are really coming in handy right now.

Happy Monday, y’all. Let’s be nice to each other, it’s a crazy world out there.