Up at 4 am to write a post. Off at 6:30 on the bus to move boxes. Back here at 4:40 for food and to work on "Death and a Kiss." Chapter 7 sucks and I am doing an overhaul. Listened to a documentary on Raul Julia and while writing a Sonic Bloom show. Almost 10 and I need to call it a day.
I had some thoughts about counseling and group therapy. Foremost: no asks why I stopped with the suicidal tendencies. Secondly, how I no longer feel like falling in love and how this connects with my being okay with being alone.
I suspect my counselor and PO have not read Walt Whitman. Am I contradictory? Are not all of us? Give Dylan a listen:
A shower, try a little Hellman, and sleep.
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