Little wheezing kettleon high. Steam shot,Bubble spots, sizzledHot and crackling pops.We just sat andwatched it burn.
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Brakes 3 (I suppose)
A few days ago, I spun into a full blown panic attack. During the attack, I was drenched from rain and splotted with mud and blood, having not been able to make it to a hose, let alone a shower before I broke. I knew that the blood on my feet was mine, but the... Continue Reading →
Just Another Day
I cannot wrap my head around the coincidence that I'm sitting in the exact same waiting room to see the exact same doctor as I did in this blog from last fall: https://adonkumentary.com/2021/12/02/cant-wait/ Another mass shooting happened (as I'm editing this before posting, two more happened that have made headlines). The coincidence that like the... Continue Reading →
Time Warp
A handful of times in April, WordPress notified me that this blog--"The Value of Donkey and Self" had been viewed by what looks to be several different people (although 1: I'm not tech savvy enough or have the attention span to understand the analytics provided to me in my WordPress account's dashboard and 2: I... Continue Reading →
Tethers and Navigation
One year ago, I was rushed to the emergency room directly from a doctor's appointment. This was not my first hospitalization and I reckon it won't be my last, but it was different in that the reality of my mortality and the loneliness accompanied by being in a space where visitors weren't allowed because of... Continue Reading →
A Donkumentary 