Ink Blot

How do you label yourself? What’s top on the list? Name. Stutter. Job title. Spiritual path.  Relationship status. Geography. Sexuality.  Dreams.

I still can’t (won’t) identify with my married name, perhaps since Q identifies with it SOOO very strongly. My first name is all mine, you can’t have it.

I speak with a stutter, which I am afraid of. Means I don’t speak when I should. I don’t speak when I want to. Blog don’t require speaking.

I tend to hold a lot of value in my own job title. I am a career girl, and I need to keep it that way. Not that I know what I want to be when I grow up. That would be too easy.

I am Pagan both because it is a consice word for what otherwise is very longwinded explaination, and also because the original meaning of the word is Not Christian. Which matters to me. Sorry, Q & J.

I am a mother of 2, which some days still surprises me. I love my kids more than words express. We’ll leave it at that.

I am an Oregonian. I can live elsewhere for the rest of my days, and I will always be an Oregonian. The rain water has seeped into my soul.

I am bisexual. Duh. And apparently, more butch that I thought.

I WILL own my own business someday. Making something useful.