Thursday, September 20, 2018
We Leave on a Movie Channel for Company
^ ^ ^ & < > <
Watching The Mountain
Be Tween Us, the bear trap
came out of nowhere trap
Ouch . . . babies .
I no longer want to text Him [ i did because it was good for us, i think ]
I still want to measure my worth.
or do i . . . ?
okay . . . . close to 5 years i guess . . .
Listening to New Birth in New England,
I do not remember hearing it; this may be my first time.
I like it is nice . . . babies
I took some pills and drank robo tussin.
I have been drinking sweet cold black tea.
I like it.
I feel a buzz. I hope my mom does not worry about me.
I Heart Huckabees was on a few hours ago.
What did I want to share about that . . .
Any way
Mom has been crying
and frustrated
talking to Insurance people
on the phone
and learning she might need to pay
about 4 thousand dollars a year
for her diabetes medications.
Listening to Send in the Clowns - Mark Kozelek, very quiet.
I hope we watch two or three episodes of Baskets tonight.
I just rememberd that Mom is going to the Open House
at her grand children's elementary school.
I want to stay home and be alone.
But I really
do not want to let myself Degrade, Devolve
and watch or listen to
Bad or evil
content on line . . .
or just get lost
in my Fantasy
Life
of Eternal Pleasure . . . i guess . . .
in . . . sanity.
I just want perfect self-control. To be positive, productive, respectable, respectful, loved, at least lovable . . .
loving . . . reasoning . . . reasonable . . . rational . . . godly . . . ascending . . . Aaron, our friend . . . our friends . . .
So good . . . so correct . . . so relax... . . . books . . . my body . . . souls . . . Real De Tails -
Oh yeah,
It was Brad's poem on I Heart Huckabees
I had to write something
I may as well share
my innermost fears
of helplessness
and hopelessness
and cheer { - :
Why
Did
You . . . ?
You say
I say
No one
I am going to be Okay
Some Day
Again . . .
Jees
THis
may be too long
To Read
I love you.
Everyone.
Yes
I am
in dulgent
.
okay
good bye
for real
God love us
-
Greg . . . . sighh . .
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