It had been a good Saturday. Yet, all day she had felt a grand sense of unease. She dredded going to sleep as she knew the ghosts would enter her dreams. They always did this time of year. They walked through her brain and awakened her with anxiety.
She drank red bull after red bull. However, sleep was calling. They were calling her in. Her eyelids drooped. She she heard the humming. She saw the barn. They were waiting for her in there. They sat in the circle of fire and she was drawn in. It was game day.
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Oh September a Signal For me For So Many Days
That Dark Was Closing In Yes Those Hours oF LiGHT
Going Away When Commuting in Heavy Traffic 30 Miles
Both Ways to A Naval Air Station to Work in the Headquarters
Building There Getting Up at Dark to Go To Work At Least Watching
The Sunrise Close to the Beach Where the Navy Station is Still Located
Oh Lord The Long Tired Drive Home Days
Continuing to Get Shorter And Shorter
Every Year Since Schooling Seasonal
Affective Disorder For me
There Was Always a Vague
Dread Dear Miriam About September
to me Falling Moods Getting Darker A Little
Bit of Relief With Christmas LiGHTS in Shortest
Days of December Yet Wait! Bright Colorful Screens
to the Rescue Yet Wait! Dopamine Shots of Smart Phones
Night and Day Yet Wait! Now i Get to Go out in the Sunshine
in the Middle of the Day Bare As Furry Bears Will Be No More
Seasonal Affective
Disorder For me NoW
As the Sun As Designed
By Nature is Enough to Regulate
Emotions And Integrate Senses With A Free
Dance And Song in Autotelic Flow of Course
Shadows on the Barn Late at Night Yet Sunshine
Rising and Staying In Staycation Within Out of DarK
Now i Marry the Night
And Merry The Day
Yet it Was So Hard
When i Was Trapped
in A Cave of a Car and
Work For So Many Years
As September Through December
Darkness Approached So Many Crosses
One May Carry in Life So Many Ones that
May Be Dropped in A Golden Age With A U Shaped
Diagram of Happiness Where Folks Are Happiest When
Young and Old Sadly the First Line Above Has Been Replaced
By College Age Students 40 Percent Functionally Depressed And
60 Percent of College Age Students Functionally Anxious With General
(And Assessed As
So Very
Lonely too)
Anxiety too
Yet It’s True With
So Much Instant Gratification
And The Disappearance of Human
Attention Spans to less than 3 Seconds
As Science Shows on Average Yes Less than
Gold Fish Attention For Real It is the Nature of the
Beast of Super Abundance
One Must (May) Find a Way to Still
Tow A ‘Cross’ And Lift One Self Up Toward
LiGHT That is Generated Within and Not Be So Dependent on Technology
That Aims to Make Human Beings Addicts Without Much Focus to Live at all…
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