There are more letters cluttering my floor. It’s better to get things out even if you can’t get any answers. It’s not fair to have things unexplained and left with questions, but if you can’t have the conversation to put your mind at ease and help you to move on, the only thing you can do is get it out.
I’m getting it all out as much as I can, but there seems to be far more than I would ever have thought possible. My days have become sort of vague. Everything is monotonous and the same.
There’s also this terrible vacant, distant thing going on with my head. I don’t feel as if I’m all here most of the time. Days are simply a living distraction where I forget what I’m doing or I do things without any reason. It’s awful. It’s like dissolving.
And I don’t like it one bit.
Continue reading “Collecting Your Jar Of Hearts”
Today, I give you a poem that I wrote a few weeks back. It’s sort of a poem crossed with song lyrics, I guess.
I’ll be writing a new piece of flash fiction soon too – as promised. My time for writing is just fizzling away with the approach to Christmas. And I know I keep making that excuse but it really is true.
Continue reading “A Poem Of Sorts”
I didn’t have a particularly nice day yesterday. In fact, I was downright tired and therefore irritable. I did try very hard to stay calm and be pleasant, but things don’t always work out quite like that. However, you may be able to tell that I am somewhat more chipper today.
Today has been a good day. I’m feeling Christmassy again. I’m sorry about mentioning the C word in November so much, but it’s such a good feeling and so I have to share it in what I hope is a cheery manner.
Yesterday’s tiredness, however, has meant that I haven’t been doing an awful lot of writing lately. This is not for want of trying. The two jobs means that I’m feeling pretty run down, but it’s really only until Christmas.
Continue reading “& I’m Of Good Cheer, ‘Cause I’ve Been Checking My List: The Gifts You’re Receiving From Me Will Be…”
“It’s late and I’m feeling so tired. Having trouble sleeping. This constant compromise between thinking and breathing. Could it be I’m suffering because I’ll never give in?”
-Corinne Bailey Rae
Continue reading “Trouble Sleeping”