Anne Worner “Don’t Fall In” CC BY 2.0
A cacophony of pawns and inverted innuendos,
we seek truth but revoke its passage
in deference to the ego’s exhausted scripts.
A fool is a fool whatever his age or position.
Transit never satisfies the need for escape
wherever I go distress inevitably follows.
Bags clutched, I’m always starting anew
And I haven’t learned anything save ambiguity.
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I had a breakdown today. I don’t cope well with stress. Balance is elusive to the point of absurdity. The moment I feel well-enough I go full out trying to compensate for all the days I wasn’t well-enough. Sam came home from work (which is like a 40 minute drive away) to give me hug and sit with me. Just thinking about it makes me want to cry, he is so sweet. I couldn’t manage to go to Isadora’s school though, I am just too fragile/unstable. I have no idea how I am going to be this week in regards to writing, I still have things I have to do that I can’t cancel.
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