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    I was supposed to attend a poetry festival on Saturday afternoon.  I was really looking forward to it.  An hour of workshopping, an hour of featured poets, and an hour of open mic-ers.  Free.  So when I couldn’t bear to wake up in time, I felt so disappointed that I was opting to sleep.  Yet, I spent so much of my life sleep-deprived for different reasons, that my need to sleep and have disturbing dreams feels crucial.  Later, I saw I had an email announcing that the event was canceled due to the possibility of storms.  I felt much better.  I’m assuming it will be re-scheduled, and I hope to get there.

     

    My struggle with the f’n’ cigarettes continues.  I can’t stand the enslavement feeling.  I’m still at a better average than before my efforts, but still with a ways to go.  My breathing is still not as easy as I’d like and need it to be.  

     

    My buddy/unofficially adopted brother helped me with many things on Sunday.  A leak from the toilet tank.  Brunch.  A trip to the rental office.  A ride to the bank.  I felt so loved.  It feels like it does something good to my physiology.  Tomorrow, I’m going to accompany him to his oral surgeon, and then a few of his errands.  After all that, if he is feeling okay, he plans to help me with some things in the apartment.  If he and I had both been born to his family or mine, I don’t think we’d be as close as we are.  We are each other’s chosen siblings.  👫



    Photo and photo funny stuff by Noemi Ross
    (former office manager who also provided counseling services at Lehman College's Adult Learning Center)

     


    I had some affection sessions with my girl, Mustache, in recent days.  For those who don’t know, she is my feline friend who lives and works in a nearby store.  There is more to that story, of course complications, but that’ll be for another time.

     


    Mustache

    198th Street & Valentine Avenue

     

     


    Constant love to CGG-M ❤❤❤

    Mindy Matijasevic

    8/31/2021

     

     

     

     

     

     


  2. Tell Me How You're Doin'

    Monday, March 30, 2020














    Hi people.  I’m so far, so good.  I hope you are too.  Hope you'll let me know.


    In the last couple of weeks, three people in my life decided to send me 
    gifts.  I think my jaw is still hanging.  A friend who lives in the next building from me gave me an apple, a package of raspberries, herbal tea, and twenty dollars.  Most importantly, she shared precious memories of when she used to babysit my son sometimes.  I had a smile the whole time she spoke.


    A poetry pal sent me fifty dollars and asked not to be identified because 
    he didn’t want to ruin his “bad” reputation.  Lol


    My longtime friend Judy sent me a card with a hundred dollars scotch-
    taped inside the card.  Oh my God.


    All of that really helped.  I was able to pay people to whom I owed money.  
    I was also able to buy necessities.


    I need to get used to being treated well.  At this time, it makes me cry – 
    not with sadness, rather just because I’m so moved.


    A former student messaged me on Facebook.  She asked how I’m doing.  
    That was so caring.  Well so far I’m okay.  I am grateful.  She and her immediate family are okay too, but she has relatives stricken with the virus.  This is so sad.  I have to remember that most people survive.


    Aside from all that, when I didn’t know when I’d get my daily inhaler 
    because it was on back-order, two people offered to give me their refills.  I am very moved by the kindness.  Neither of them used the inhaler I do, 
    but their offers felt amazing.  People can be so great while others can suck so badly.


    I do usually go out once a day.  I use the opportunity to take out garbage, 
    go to the store, and try to see my feline friend Mustache who lives in a store but is sometimes outside looking for trouble.  She can be rough stuff, but she and I have a loving relationship.  I think the need is mutual.  In the store, she isn’t treated like a furry child.  So I must feel so different to her.  As a child, I was given many challenges as well, so her pure love feels wonderful.  She is mostly black and some white.  Her snout is white with what looks like a black mustache above her top lip.  Hence, her name.  She’s my girl.


    I actually came up with a few bits of comedy during this homebound time.  
    And the bits were inspired by the horror we are living in.  But it’s not about the illness or the victims of it.  It stems from things I hear on TV, the lesser known symptoms, the lifestyle changes, etc.


    As a comic, I believe I’m supposed to stay current.  Most of my stuff is 
    kind of timeless.  But I try to write funny shit about current events.  I admire those who do it well.  I find it challenging.  But I generally enjoy challenges.


    Feel welcome to let me know you are okay or not okay.  I'd like to know.  



    Thanks for reading.





    love to CGG-M  💕