Category: mental health

And, I wept

I stand before a deep red sea Staring out into the horizon Wondering whether to flee Knowing that already there are many spies in And, despise them I do Betrayal runs deep But I stand still asking for a clue I do already know I will leap For […]

Can’t fall off the floor

The Monday blahs. I didn’t know that existed until I entered the workforce. As a kid, Monday could be cool if you actually looked forward to school and seeing your friends. In college Mondays were hit or miss. As much of everything else at that point in time. […]

Word soup

I don’t like gazpacho. I like chicken corn chowder. I love beef stew. I don’t care for chicken noodle. It’s always a part of any cold regimen. Blah. Pumpkin soup can warm ones toes. But this is too literally. Too many words at once. Jumbled and they are […]

I can wear my eyeglasses again

Nothing deep here today. It’s been a long week and its only Tuesday. When Monday alone feels like a week in of itself, there’s no way to feel great therafter. But perhaps there’s a reset button somewhere. Although, at this point I just want the week over. Onwards. […]