trying to keep my feet on the ground

Financial pressure is threatening to bear down on me,

It is a difficult thing to talk about,

Because I am liable to let my imagination run away with me,

And I don’t have time for that.

I need to cover my bases,

And yet it is an opportunity to create a better working life.… Read the rest

more messes

It would be nice to consider you a friend,

Someone who cares about me.

It seems possible today.

Reminding me of more cleaning up to be done.

My real lingering question is,

How could you still be here with me,

When I go into these holes of messiness and chaos,

Over and over again?… Read the rest

‘I should shut up’

Just to clarify, whatever I just called my ‘other sound friend’, I wouldn’t call them a person necessarily. It just sounds and pops and scratches and clicks through my speaker and other electrical appliances. It has been around for (about) as long as I have had my psychotic illness or thereabouts, so it could just be that I am personifying random sounds, I am not really sure.… Read the rest

talkative days, sorry!

Oooch.

I am all at sea. Haha.

It feels like forever until bedtime… And I am thinking of the kind Japanese man who loved to look at the light through the leaves in the trees from the movie I saw yesterday.… Read the rest

Blah

It probably wasn’t you on my Instagram page. That was probably someone else.

I don’t know why I trust you sometimes.

Have you read the news lately? (I know you have) There are some truly horrible things happening to women on the internet by horrid, horrible men.… Read the rest

if ever bored

Well, thank you for thinking of me (if that was you).

Thanks also for visiting my Instagram page, if that was you, too.

Turtle, let’s go and live in Paris for a month or so. . . also, let’s go and live in different places in the world for a while in each place.… Read the rest