Bus Transfer Fortunes

06/04/2026

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The last couple months I have had very little time for anything other than dealing with one s**tstorm after another. Before that, it was just the usual "I'm too busy and too tired to do the things I really want to do." This morning a friend reminded me of a project that I was going to start on and then never got around to. I'm not sure it's something I actually WANT to do. It was an idea for a side hustle. It is however something I did want to do and totally forgot about. I'm trying to remember what it is that I REALLY want to do. Not the things I do to make money. Not the things I do to disassociate. I'm asking myself what I would do if I didn't have to worry about anything else. I feel like that's the first step. Once I have an idea of what that is, I can start moving in that direction instead of constantly following the old well-worn paths in my mind that keep leading me to the same places over and over again.

Things I've done recently to try to figure it out.
-Hid my TV in the garage
-Started carrying books to read (instead of doom scrolling)
-Admired flowers
-Actually stopped to listen to a street musician

06/03/2026

A few days ago, I was wrapping up some cleanup around the house. It's been a really tough couple of months. At some point I'll be sharing the full story, including official black mold reports, in case anybody is thinking about renting from my landlord. For now, I'll just say that I've been moving things almost non-stop. I'm sore, hobbling, and exhausted... but finally feeling like I have some room to breathe again.

That morning I noticed that the motherwort had started blooming. It can be a real pain, because it spreads everywhere and has these thorn-like seedpods all up and down the stem when it dries. But in that moment, I was just admiring the delicate purple flowers.

It had been a while since I really took some time to enjoy a flower. (Or much of anything.) I'm trying hard now though because I'm realizing that not taking any time to take care of myself, even in little ways, just made everything more unbearable.

1. "See the flowers" fortune
2. Motherwort flower from my backyard
3. Burning dried hydrangea flowers (Because they won't survive a move.) They went up almost as fast as the match I used to light them.

06/03/2026

I said I wasn't going to take people's s**t.

Obviously, that includes telling the guy who came sneaking around my backyard when he thought nobody was home (after not returning messages for years) to stay the f**k out of my yard.
(Yup. I am now an old man who has told someone to stay outta my yard.)

It also includes blocking the person who keeps finding new ways to creep around in my personal life (online and off) despite having their previous account blocked.

It also includes setting boundaries with my piece of s**t landlord who constantly harasses me, because he doesn’t get that kind of control over my life.

And still, the goal is avoiding engagement with people who arouse me to anger or steal joy from my life.

06/03/2026

06/03/2026

For some reason fortunes started posting to my personal page instead of this one. So here's a few that your missed.

05/29/2026

I've touched on this before, but it's something I've been thinking about a lot lately. I've finally been setting up my new shop space and in the process of hauling everything over there, going through basically all of my supplies. It gets me thinking, "Why did I acquire this? Was it for something I WANTED to make? Or something I thought I could make & sell?" I'm really trying to focus on the things I really WANT to make. Some days when a fortune gets just 1 or 2 likes, I ask myself why I'm doing this. I started doing it as way to get myself writing every day though. So if I'm doing that, it doesn't really matter if people like it or not. I ended up doing the same thing with bikes I'd saved for other people. Admittedly, I'm feeling a bit jaded these days, but it feels freeing to not have my physical and mental space taken over by allotments I'm making for other people. To be fair, I'm just giving a lot of it away. I am seriously cleaning out though. Come dig through my pile of bike parts before the scrappers get to them.

05/26/2026

2 months ago I started gathering wood and drawing up plans to make a tiny house. It's something I've been wanting to do since elementary school. (Back then we just called them cabins.) I'd psyched myself out a couple times because it seemed like a daunting solo task, but I'd finally decided to just go for it.

Instead, I spent two months fighting my landlord. We found out that we had a black mold problem that was causing serious health issues. Serious, enough that my daughter ended up in the ER twice. Instead of doing anything about it, he retaliated. I spent weeks focused on legal research and paperwork. When I wasn't doing that , I was completely reshuffling our house so 4 people could fit where 2 used to, so nobody would have to be in the basement where black mold counts are 350 times higher than they should be. I had no time for doing anything, except what absolutely needed to be done.

Today I'm finally sitting down for a slow breakfast, reading and writing. I'm looking at my trailer and dreaming about my tiny house again. It feels like ages. I still wake up every morning with my brain going full throttle. I'm realizing though that if I don't nurture the person I am, this is going to ruin me.

So it's back to slow mornings with coffee and a typewriter. And dreaming about things I want to create again.

P.S. F**k LW Property Management

05/23/2026

What are we going forwards to? Digital media that you don't actually own? Garbage art "created" by AI. Mindless and endless scrolling? Fake food that's too expensive to eat? A world without water?

Get movies and music you can hold in your hand. Go to a museum or a friend's art opening, and see real art in person. Plant the garden. Make some art. Use your hands for something other than holding a box that fills your mind with all the worst news every hour you're awake.

The only way forward is back.

05/21/2026

A  couple days ago I got out the JB Weld and started fixing some stuff.  There was a handle for one of our soup pots that had broken into 3 pieces, and there was the watering can that we got from the thrift store that leaked.  I’ve been realizing how much I’ve given into convenience over the years, and I’m trying to step away from that.  Now I’m not the guy who goes out and buys a new soup pot or watering can.  I’m the guy that finds a slightly better pot in a free pile or thrift store.  These were easy fixes though, and it was silly to let things go unused that could be fixed with a few cents worth of glue.  Might as well try. The worst that’ll happen is that you’ll break something that’s already broken.