Pissing and Moaning, that is very apt and I shall now do it again.
I am very frightened. You might not believe that to see me or talk to me but it is very true. The shit in my head is at a whole different level. I have been sleeping, even with the screeching and shrieking in my brain. Last night I slept poorly. So, what is new? It is constant and very irritating. It is very loud. It is affecting my ability to understand speech on the telly. It gets worse so easily. I am reclusing more and more because every time I do something I really pay for it. I have not bicycled since before my Salina Class Reunion. I may start tonight, anyway???
What I am always worried about is losing sleep and not being able to think. I am worried about being really and truly miserable. That is the way this thing is going to end, unless the Mack truck comes or some killer disease. I am not holding out for either.
How is this for a cheery piece of prose. Very prosie.
Today is Anniversary # 34. Made another one, that is good. Will be eating steak tonight. Let THEM eat cake, I shall sup on steak. Will try to grill.
Am writing and reading as much as I can. Some of the writing is fun, some seems pedantic and narcissistic, ie, boring.
I do feel sorry for myself, that is a good thing to do here. I really hate the way my life is going to end, unless something really cool changes the path that I am on. I do not know how to change my path - the ears do as they wish, there is no treatment. I just have to put up with what I am dealt. I have always fought back because I could always figure something out.
Oh, woe is me.
Goodbye for now. I love life but this is not really life. yours,
Herr Peterdactyl
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