good and bad

Reading back on the past couple of posts,,,
It seems bat $hit crazy to extrapolate meaning from any of this.

Sometimes a point comes through. And other than that it just feels like noise.
And yet sometimes I feel like you are my friends.… Read the rest

the push and the pull

My subconscious’s idea for escape this morning was the best yet.

Three options so far.

If only I wasn’t feeling like such crap.

This too shall pass (perhaps).

You strung it out for all these years. Now all that is left is hot air and a desire to jump ship.… Read the rest

a jam called Saturday

Reaching out into the interweb,
When I probably should be reaching out with my voice,
To a friend, or a loved one.
I am biding my time before one hopeful shot at a better cognitive experience.
It is becoming clear to me how much pharmacology affects my personality.… Read the rest