Monthly Archives: March 2013

A Healthy Sunday.

Posted on March 24, 2013 by

Day Two of feeling well. What on earth am I going to write about now? I’m wearing a very nice lip gloss. I’m wearing a lovely necklace from an ex boyfriend, while daydreaming of a young man who could fill … Continue reading →

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Light.

Posted on March 23, 2013 by

There was a day of exceptional pain and insight, and then I bloomed forth again into life. A combination of doing what I love best with people I love, and an addition of Wellbutrin to my medical intake.  Joy seems … Continue reading →

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Penguin Ring.

Posted on March 20, 2013 by

I bought a plastic ring for $2.95, it has plastic penguin beads in it, and sparkles. I’ll upload a picture when I am home. My world is a whirlpool of strangulating emotions, though my feelings are so faint I can barely … Continue reading →

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Loopy.

Posted on March 17, 2013 by

I literally ran out of Original Shakespeare, though before it started. They were introducing the line reader man. There was applause and I ran out of the theatre and the building. I ran to a nearby tree and crouched at … Continue reading →

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Sanity.

Posted on March 14, 2013 by

My sanity is a Rubix cube, and I was never one for maths. I’m twisting violently through any and all patterns, trying to shift the little coloured fuckers into order, but it’s not that simple, and no one can do … Continue reading →

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Surprise Visitor.

Posted on March 11, 2013 by

Hey suicidal ideation- where the fuck did you come from? Today was going well. Oh right, I went all performance masque in my kitchen and got lost in this creative frenzy. Am I developing bipolar, slowly, or am I just … Continue reading →

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Aching Skin and Kisses.

Posted on March 11, 2013 by

So, what am I searching for as I stare blankly at Facebook? What deep seated soul feeding am I not doing? Well, there’s a lot of that I’m not doing, but why do I think floating through cyberspace will help? … Continue reading →

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Sunday.

Posted on March 10, 2013 by

Daylight savings. I didn’t sleep at all. I slept in a bohemian temple, an artists den. Vietnamese food at around 5 a.m.  Pancakes around noon. Wandering around their apartment in the odd hours of the morning, trying to sleep in … Continue reading →

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Saturday.

Posted on March 9, 2013 by

I stepped outside to buy Cheerios at the corner store, as I could not fathom eating anything else this morning. It is warm, though still early March. The sun is bright and welcoming, and it is one of those days that when … Continue reading →

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Friday.

Posted on March 9, 2013 by

Friday. Since Tuesday to now has been good. I am sure the good will continue for sometime. It is nice. Things are nice. People are nice. Food is nice. Sleep is nice. Nice nice nice. Okay. 🙂 

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