Meddle(r)s
I’m not certain I know what I want to say today, I woke up oddly disconcerted.
I am, sadly I think, unable to process it as yet. Which is in itself odd for me, I can generally place the source of most things rather quickly.
On to other things, perhaps more important than my vague sense of unease today.
Life has been fairly busy lately, which hasn’t given me much time to think, or write, or let out most of what I want to get out of my mind.
I feel filmy and sort of unreal. It’s as though the reel is unraveling at both ends and I stand in the midst, meddling in the middle; trying desperately to stay whole and in motion.
it’s the middle of the meddle, and I’m not allowed to leave, you took the shine off of everything, now there’s nothing I believe.
I wrote that years ago, not knowing why the words came to me, oddly now they feel like prophecy.
This is why I am strange and have quite possibly lost the plot. Ah well, at least it’s never boring in here.
I think I’ll leave it at that.
❤
curro ergo sum 
I felt funky last night too. Upset, wanting to cry…alone. Feelings I couldn’t really articulate or discern their origin. ??? Not sure where it came from and wanted to write about it but couldn’t.
Blame it on the moon…feelings heightened, freaky sh…stuff… happening…
Its always a little crazy around full moon time, I always wonder what those nights were like a thousand or two years ago. Would have been interesting for sure haha