Hi-ho and hello.
Ever find yourself in a stupor?
These last few days that’s where I’ve found myself. Unable to write, unable to clearly think. Do you ever find this in your scope? I mean it’s a legitimate question. Do you ever wake up and you go about your day and you realize it’s not that you don’t have thoughts it’s not that you’re not thinking, there’s just an area within that seems scrubbed or so disheveled and unorganized that for some reason you can’t extrapolate from that source? This has been the way of my life the last week. I am in this f****** stupor that seems so hard to remove myself from. And obviously I’m coming too, I don’t know how that would be obvious to you except for the way I’m writing and the way I’m discussing, but still there’s this field of depression that has me really wanting to kick rocks. Thankfully the weather matches my mood.
But right quick does it come with a small inkling of feeling alone that seems to spread and permeate even the dreams you tend to have?
I honestly don’t know and I think it’s okay. There’s something about being in the dark in the scope of my internal circumstances that has me breathe a quiet celebration of avoidance.
This is where I share the thoughts that scratch up my skull, where the music shrouds my thoughts am but shares a familiar lamenting.
C’est La Vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. I thank you for the support shown. And hope your day is gentle and the night wondrous!
Thank you for being you and staying awesome.
NOSCE TE IPSUM
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