Hi. I think this is the third or fourth time I’ve taken a break and come back. Or I just said a nicer way to say that the daily grind of life absorbed all memory of this place. I suppose this place is like a comfort blanket. When a new, scary life event happens, I run back here and see if it’s still kicking.
Life events of me, I became a Christian. I had a job, then lost it. Had a boyfriend, he cheated on me, and then somehow ended up with a male clone of myself as a partner.
And I’m still me. My social skills are somewhat better. I struggle a lot. Not as much anymore. I am able to play a role as a human with more accuracy. It helped having a job where I talked all day, and got me out of the house. Now that I’m back to being a jobless slug, I’m worried all the skills I learned will melt away. Forgotten in the wind like torn up pieces of paper. I am uncertain if what will come. I will be okay though. Knowing I will end up okay is that light at the end of the tunnel. Something wonderful this way comes.
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dear god, dear god, tinkle tinkle hoy.
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believe in the broken clock and who's side will time be on?