Checking in, and trauma recovery...

Hi. 


How are you? 

Please don't look at me that way. You hate me. I hate letting you down.


It's been so long. I just...I don't know. I needed some space. It wasn't you, it was me. 


Would you forgive me? 

Love,


Marla

After more than a month, I will be back this week with more of whatever the heck it is I do here (satire! over-sharing! sarcasm!) but in the meantime, if you get the chance, please check out this piece I wrote for the Encyclopaedia Britannica's Advocacy for Animals site. The process of writing it pretty much ripped my heart, a few arteries and miscellaneous viscera out, but I am recovered. That's the vegan diet for ya! If you feel it is worthy, please distribute to your network(s). It is amazing to me that these many years since Descartes, there is still a prevailing attitude that animals are automatons without true senses or emotions worthy of consideration. This is a drop in the bucket toward reversing that attitude, but it is a drop nonetheless.

Hugs 'til next time, and I hope that you're all having a wonderful 2011...