I’ve attached to you…
I hope this is what you have wanted.
I’ve attached to you…
I hope this is what you have wanted.
We are winding parallel spirals…
Your earth into air
And my air onto earth
May we meet somewhere, soon
In the middle
It isn’t age
Or society
Nor circumstances
Or propriety
But simply a question of:
Do you want to?
“Because we’ve driven you mad.”
“Give me simple over complex…”
“She seemed so n8ce in per-son…”
“If I can’t make it to the bank with my remaining gas, I guess I’ll just ‘fly a sign.”
“As I sat down for a final repose upon such thrones ensconced within such places, I looked up to behold a huge, full-length mirror directly in front of me..
Dear God – WHY??!!“
“In that?”
“The video game where you run in circles and spirals performing labor and repeating minuscule tasks – seemingly to no avail, except for getting farther along the journey while time and energy runs out burning more quickly as I search for limited life packs.”
“Flap’ Em!”
“My nerves are firing sharp flares through my limbs.
Why are they doing this?
Whhhhhyyyyyyy????”
“About all of these effects!
And why does the type location shift when I press where I want it?!
And why won’t it just let me keep my life f-ing simple?!
Like it used to be, like I need it to still be – instead of feeling tangled and crippled???!!!!”
“So why even have the ‘do not disturb’ button on?!!!”
Trying to do my stress release causes greater loads of distress to compound my stress.
You were worthy when
I first kissed your hand
And you’re worthy now
As storms cross the land
“I can’t even copy and paste directly from One Note into this format, anymore.
And when I make a mistake here, there is no back arrow
So now I can’t format how I want to – and everything is just harder, visually bombarding, and cumbersome!”
I want to come with you.
Help me be there for you?
I am frightened, too…
But we should not let fear prevail.
Are coming to the surface now, my love…
–
(Sleep Token reference)
I am so f-ing tired!
“Have disrupted my wolf’s muscle firing to where her legs are constantly collapsing.”
She knew back then that there was no other.
She could sense it in the world – no true matching lover.
He was the closest that she had gotten to feeling traces of the old magic.
But when revealed who she had married, repeated cycles tragic.
Until time passed and passed while she traveled without home…
And kept passing and passing and passing some more…
Then ine day it felt that she found the right door.
Let’s find out.
“I don’t want to caretake for others on my own, anymore – especially beloved children and animals.”
“I stepped into the shower and did not realize that I was still wearing my nice leather flip flops instead of my plastic ones way beyond too late.”
“I have occasional emotional spikes under extreme duress sudden overload, but mostly, I am even-keeled.”
My One.
“I think I’ve surpassed my stim limits.”
“Ex-Tremes…”
“Repeating movements.”
“Come into fast food parking lots and hotel lobbies laughing and fooling around together.
And I think to myself, When did I lose my ‘priorities?'”
I made it.
Miss you.
Though the miles between us are weary, let my love launch and carry your legion to sail wherever it is that you need to be – and come back ’round to me soon, and safely.
“Typing on a laptop with WIFI at a service provider, trying to get a new phone to still get launched.”
“I am overcompensating for way too much.”
“Or strained brain injury?”
“Having to learn new patterns.”
“It concerns me that my larger rings are tighter.”
“Is my phone like me?
A little janky now, but still tickin’?”
And then, her phone launched into the hot and steamy bath water.
“Speaking about exhaustion’s pain, now, is beyond ridiculous.”
“Or Not.”
“I guess that I had wondered about what it would feel like to be part of ‘community…'”