We can miss yesterday , or a couple of hours before , just because they felt better. I felt better on those days. Than today.
I'm often tired. Exhausted of the emotional upheaval. I cannot deny it. It cannot be swept under a rug.
Emotions are very real.
They're real, and brilliant and have tentacles. Sometimes I can feel their claws.
My battery was running on 50 and I'm a 100 now
Thank God. Yes?
But the days that I run on a 30 to 50 are days I hold on for my life.
Sometimes I can barely breathe....
And this day reminds me of a this. My birth day, is a day that marks all these experiences I have.
I'm expected to be merry and celebrate it.
What's worth celebrating?
I don't understand as I'm swept in a storm of thoughts. Maybe I've gone on for too long about this
