Laying on your bed and having to go pee but you’re so lazy that you just let your bladder fill to its brim.
okay late night Mace.
What I dislike most about abuse, decades after, is the constant hedging it plants in your brain. With every new endeavor, this old construct rears its head and demands you validate what you are doing, demands you provide case studies as to why it works, demands you prove you have the right to move before you even move. The paralysis, the acid claws. And it is never satisfied with accomplishment. Whatever you achieve, it’s always there in spiteful measure, “you could have done better. You shouldn’t have done at all.”
This is one of the things you carry with you after surviving, this, what is it, mental coordination of no.
Because Stim, if we were in the same room I’d be nodding. This.
Be my lover,
For three days, for a month lifetime.
dust to dust,
fingertips graze small of back.
Vine hair pool. Moment, hold.
Do you partake In the green?
Oh my god, I just died a little…
Is this a marijuana reference?
Wish you all the best in AZ. Hope you enjoy your time there!
Well thank you much. It’s a work in progress, this place. A struggle to sometimes stay present.
Just be kind. It’s cold enough out there.
What's your origin?
My mom gave birth to me in the Midwest but my blood is 100% Macedonian. The dark, bold features get people like..”Are you Armenian? Greek?” Ya know…
You're in AZ now! Are you enrolled in school? How are you liking it? Hope the valley of the sun is treating you well XX an other az gal!
Culinary school is cool.
Assignments take place in the kitchen, natural habitat, with my apron and my towel over shoulder. Life is crazy, I’m involved in a fair amount. Thanks for the message, likewise!