Celebration


“3… 2… 1… Happy New year!” Everyone chants this as the clocks change from the never ending year of 2020 to the new and hopeful year, 2021. My New Years eve was spent ordering pizza delivery so I wouldn’t have to be out on the roads with drunk drivers and when Diego finally got home…

Reflection


I’m not sure if it’s my bipolar or my poor memory, but this year seems like a blur to me. I made this collage of photos, pictured above in order to jog my memory of this year’s downfalls and successes. Below you will find what The Precarious Aquarius has been up to in the year…

Expectations


We all let ourselves get the best of us at times. Meaning, sometimes we are in our own way of achieving what we want. This week has been good as far as growth goes, but as far as emotional stability goes, that’s another story. I tell Diego about how my day goes, every day, because…