and I’ve got it bad

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I had to go downtown today. It’s not far, but it’s been a while since I’ve had a reason to go to this part of the city. It’s a few miles down the street. I can walk — both ways, if I’m feeling really ambitious.

I used to work right there by the Apple store, and sometimes I’d walk. I’d allow plenty of time since I would stop to take pictures, check Facebook, or read emails or texts. I enjoyed it, and the phone kept me company. I could share my thoughts and/or images as I trekked.

But today I…

And you probably aren’t either

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Earlier today, an article of mine was published. I listed all the books that helped me transform my life this year. I wrote about becoming vegan, and sober. There’s stuff about making money, and manifesting your dreams. Dang, you’d actually think I really had my shit together if you read that article.

But I don’t.

When I got a comment that said “Alcohol really is poison. Good for you that you decided to quit”, I knew I had to fess up. Oh, I know it’s a toxic substance, and when I consume it I feel like death the next day…

And the books that have helped me the most

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Yep, I survived 2020. Man, that was a year to remember, and hopefully forget. If I had a linear graph of my emotions during that time it would resemble a seismic seizure, where sometimes the lines cut right through the paper. It would have big ol’ burn marks in parts, and stains of blood and tears.

The year of social distancing and solitude brought up a lot of stuff. Before everything came to a grinding halt, I had been working 24/7. …

And you were right.

From the Mesquite Flats Sand Dunes at Death Valley — Photo by Linda Horton

It was more than 30 years ago. I don’t recall the circumstances, but I was in Las Vegas, along with my parents, my grown siblings, and their spouses. It was unusual to have everyone together like that, so perhaps we were celebrating some special occasion. I don’t remember.

Back then I liked gambling and partying and all the other hedonistic pleasures that Vegas has to offer. I suppose my siblings did too. My parents were not into those things, but they enjoyed having some good meals, and catching some shows.

The thing I do remember — distinctly — was the…

It’s a real thing, folks.

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Ever since I was a kid (and I’m almost 60) I loved getting things in the mail. I used to order silly things from the back of magazines — sea monkeys, magic tricks, and other wacky novelty items. And oh the anticipation. Sometimes it would take a few weeks for my trinket to arrive, but when it did, it was pretty darn exciting. I still remember the feeling.

Obviously, this was not something I could do on a regular basis, as a kid. And with parents who did not hand out money willy-nilly. …

But it doesn’t have to be

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Recently, I made the conscious decision to live in the moment — not the past, and not the future. The timing was particularly good, because I was suddenly faced with having to wait for something that could potentially have a bad outcome.

The results of my annual mammogram “showed something” that needed further investigation. Now, this has happened before, many years ago, and the old me pretty much completely freaked out until I was able to get the second scans.

But not this time. And this time around I had to wait five long weeks for the follow up appointment.

It’s not OK

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It happened again today.

A couple weeks ago, I purchased a ticket to tour one of my favorite places in the city. It has been closed due to Covid, but today they re-opened, with restrictions. Normally, you can just walk in any old time, but to pace the crowd, they are letting in a certain amount of people in every 15 minutes.

Ticket for one, please.

As usual, I was early, and as I stood there chatting with the attendant, an email popped up on my phone.

I see your reservation is for 1 — please note that we will…

And lived to tell about it

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Dang, that went by fast. The I Am Sober app informed me of this milestone today — 186 days — 6 months. Well whaddya know!

Yep, half a year ago today, I unceremoniously decided to stop drinking. I made no lifetime commitment, I just decided that I don’t like drinking anymore.

Well that’s not exactly true. I love drinking. OMG a cold IPA with a hot pizza is the best combo going. Or a big ol’ glass of full-bodied red (or three) with a plate of Pasta alla Puttanesca. Stop it. You’re making me hungry. And thirsty.

My drinking career…

Just keep moving your feet

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A few weeks ago, a very wise GoDaddy customer service person may have just changed my life.

You see, I have this semi-expensive habit of purchasing domain names. Some of them have been in use for years as legit websites, but most just sit there, waiting to be used — or not. Sometimes I just think it’s a cool (or dare I say brilliant) URL, and someone will pay me big bucks for it. Alas, that has not happened. Yet.

As these things expire, and are automatically renewed, it’s become a bit pricey. I mean, they’re just sitting there. So…

This introvert thinks so

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I’m a photographer, and a writer — mostly. I have a bunch of other interests/side hustles, and I’m continually distracted by the next shiny thing. I sell art on Etsy, T-shirts on Threadless, and puzzles on Redbubble. Oh, and I have a full-time job, too.

My inner life is rich, and I live to create. And along with all this creating (and selling, ideally), comes sharing. I put my stuff out there — on Instagram, and Facebook, and Twitter, and right here on Medium.

The internet really is a beautiful thing. I mean, I can sell my work and I…

Linda Horton

Born a photographer, but prone to writing haiku on public transportation, or baking things. Death Doula in training.

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