so it's another day & i'm over touch typing i just want a wanted touch, there are sooo many kinds out there but there are only certain kinds i really want. all of them right now are out of my reach. even my vibrator.
im trying to talk myself calm, trying to find the middle way. deep breath. it's not always the worst case scenario but oftentimes it ends up with me being the loser.
ok, tomorrow is the shortest day, so it follows that tomorrow night. well, yeah, is there anything spiritual with the solstice? is it like the tide and the moon? the moon and the lunatics? ive usually noticed it, felt it, and then on course there was theeeee longest night. i think it is good to note the seasons, time must pass and we must mark it. it is one of our melancholies. but if you dont, like a birthday, you get lost in time, until there is another passage that gets you through. another thunderstorm, another summer, another national tragedy.
post to save, then come back. sensible huh?
oh dear...
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