Sometimes we all have to surrender. I don’t know if I’m ready to cave just yet, I’m more stubborn than you’d probably care to know. All the same I might just let it go and go to the doctor soon. I kept telling myself that if I didn’t get better okay I’d go in a day or two…and now that it has been two weeks and I’m not better, maybe I’ll go…in a day or two.
I haven’t been sleeping and when I do I’m encompassed in the most bizarre of dreams…more ridiculous than normal. I want to go out and shoot but every time I do something remotely active I find myself out of breath…taking a shower is quite the ordeal at this point…I need to get out and run through a field or climb a tree or do something dang it.
Oh, and Martin left for Canada today...I miss him, come back soon soon soon!
I’m agitated and restless but at the same time euphorically content…this heart is on fire.
Is it September yet?
P.S. I need to find those glasses I’m wearing in the picture…they’re good for helping me see and drive and stuff…
Sorry I'm complaining...then again, it's my blog...nah, I'm still sorry.
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