Little Dipper

Oh, the way we roll…up one wave, down the next ad infinitum… My balloon can be pricked so easily, it’s like the world and everyone on it are made out of pins. I get to the point where the remedy is sleep and sweets , not necessarily in that order. The wind has left me in the Doldrums, in a tropical heatwave.

I get cranky in the heat, and there is no respite, even in the house where the afternoon till 7pm Temps range from 84 to ninety, with the AC on full blast.

Woe is me, woe is me… I was so glad to have the job on the tea cart, really motivated and doing fine work (I thought so, anyway…)

Yesterday the Gentleman who gave me the commission showed up at my door with a little wagon to take it home, unfinished !!!! I told him I only had about 1/2 done, but he insisted “No, you’re done.”and hurried out with it with the words, “Oh, and here’s your money”.

Thats when the Little Dipper visited, and is doing it’s darndest to turn into a Bigger Dipper. I didn’t even sign it, because it was only 1/2 done! Ah, well. I’m going to refund 1/2 the money. It hurts my conscience to keep it….

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Susan T. Martin

I am an Artist, Poet and Author. A Survivor of Violent Sexual Abuse and Rape, I have lived thru Severe Domestic Violence, Twenty Three years of Addiction and Alcoholism, Family Dysfunction, Chronic Pain, Dependence on Opioids, and 2 Venomous Snake Bites...I have Been Stabbed, Shot at, Tied to a Tree and Choked Unconscious. A Quarter Horse Rolled on Me, as did a Lawn Tractor. I also Wrecked a Harley into a Tree! I also have PTSD and Rapid Cycling Bipolar Disorder, and spent my 18th birthday in a Locked Psychiatric Ward. I am so much more than this: I feel like a tiny seed that sprouted in a desert, and now has grown into a Passion Vine. My Art is my Voice, Screaming, Crying, Praying, Loving, Laughing, Healing- all in Riotous Color...

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