“Cannot sleep… never can sleep.”
01:55am- Oh well, it’s kinda been a while since I last posted.
Just didn’t have the time. [I gotta reckon: this WordPress text editor is HORRIBLE, single line breaks feel like triple breaks lol]
Ah, switched over to plain-text editor. Feels much better but of course, markup tags. Ugh.
I wonder if I can make the visual editor look like plain-text editor… hmmm **googles**
Seems like not.
I just… I just I was able to stop fucking up. And also able to properly touch-type lmao.
Why does everything have to hurt so bloody much? Why does everything have to feel like some sort of repeat-mode of certain emotions that do not follow rules that my head can dictate?
Why do the songs, times and temperatures talk of such things that I never seem to have control of?
Almost like that particular time when I was waiting for the subway at the park station…
“And I was waiting for my number come, like a bingo calling singing in the sun. You said ‘our number’s 69’, I said ‘ok’.
Solitude, my sacred mood?
I wish I could say all the things I have to say, but I can´t. I wish I could though. But what have I become ? Nothing but a dimming light in the middle of nowhere. That´s all.
Hey!
Seems like it was yesterday since I last wrote this entry, really sorry I couldn’t reply any earlier!
I forgot about all this all, but then I rememeber which station I was talking about 🙂
Such a shame one cannot insert phoros on the comments…
20+ years ago… sounds like a lot time, but seems like so little… I was doing stuff back then.. just not, what’s right for me.
Lighthouses, yeah. Unknowingly, of course. Young girls smiling and lives changing. Sounds so much like my life story, in a way.
At the brink of giving up life? Almost every day.
Pure intentions & Kind Hearts.. something unseen.
I thank you for your comment; and I apolgise for my delay. It´s been a rough few weeks.
Not worse at all, all the contrary. Thanks for letting me know I am not alone 🙂
Hi, what a genuine post to read as a start of my work day! Cheers! ☕
WordPress struggle, sorting out emotions vs intuition vs logic (mental), that song lyrics at the park station that ring so similar to a song I am nerd figuring out the accompaniment chords for days now. Wow, looks like I am not alone, hahaha.
Everyone is their own lighthouse, and for others, unknowingly. You never know who you might have helped just by being you genuinely. 20+ years ago, a young girl smiled at me telling me “Hey, don’t give up!”. She didn’t know, those few words, have helped lift up someone who was on the brink of giving up life. I am sure, it’s not so much the words, but what she has generated from her pure intentions and kind heart. I never forget her, and wish that she is living a good happy life now.
You will attract your soul tribe. Keep fuelling the light! Hope I didn’t make you feel worse, sorry if did, unintentionally. 🙇♀️
Have a great week ahead! 🍄