June was too damned hot.
I hate the heat - I'm not built for it.
Ugh. It sucks.
Also, the mountain fires are apparently releasing heavy metals, like lead, from the vegetation, due to Wales' past status as lightly smouldering industrial wasteland.
It's potentially getting into the water supply. Fun times.
...On the plus side, maybe the English won't want our water now. (No, I'm not explaining that one - Google 'Wales water exports,' and once you've done that, Google 'Tryweryn'.)
It's Thursday, I'm tired, let's get some of that good ole comics-y superhero-y goodness!
It's Thursday, it's too damn hot here, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
It's Thursday, it's too damn hot here, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
May was hard. May was very hard.
But that's actually an improvement as far as 2023 goes, for me.
No-one in my life - including both pets and humans - died, nearly died, or had a life-changing diagnosis, so it's all good.
And, unlike last year, I did not catch Covid, so we're calling it a win.
(I need the win, OK? I'm so tired.)
It's Thursday, I'm tired, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
It's Thursday, somehow it's June, let's get some of that awesome superhero-y comics-y goodness!
It's Thursday, this is Dora Reads, so we should probably get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
It's Thursday, I'm tired, this is Dora Reads - let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
Have I mentioned that 2023 hates me?
Because 2023 hates me.
I'm having the worst year. And that's saying something.
It's Thursday, this is Dora Reads, let's get some comics-y and/or superhero-y goodness!
It's Thursday, it's May, this is Dora Reads, and Comics Wrap-Up is back!
March 2023 was like the rest of 2023 so far - it effing sucked.
This year is really going down as one of my least favourites atm, and I've got some bad years on record, y'know? *sighs*
Anyhow, a good neighbour - a neighbour who'd been my neighbour since I was a toddler - passed away suddenly.
They were always there, y'know? They came to my brother's wedding and everything.
So that, on top of everything else I've been dealing with this year, was pretty damned horrible.
It's Thursday, I can't work out the clocks changing, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
It's Thursday, I'm tired, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
It's Thursday, (somehow, again,) this is Dora Reads, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
What can I say about February?
As February tends to do, because of the length, it kind of zipped past.
It was not as bad as January for yours truly (because that, unfortunately, would take some beating,) but it was still full of more downs than ups, really.
I struggle when the people I love are struggling, dearest nerdlets, I really do.
And I tend to turn those feelings back on myself - like if I was just 'good enough' then things would be better, if I knew what I was doing with my life then things would be better, if I was just fundamentally 'better' then things would be better.
Objectively, I know that is a pile of b*llsh**.
Subjectively, I feel it.
It's Thursday, somehow it's March, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
It's still February, so this post is not late 😉
So, with no further ado to-do (...I don't know either,) let's get some Micropoetry.
As always, the poetry will be in the alt-text for those using screen-readers, with / marks showing the line breaks.
It's Thursday, I am tired, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness right here on Dora Reads
