woke up exhausted.
no drinking yesterday after a seven day binge of beer and red wine.
boredom and more boredom being the culprit for my demise.
tired but ready to get back on track.
tired but ready to set up my daily goals.
tired but ready to take action to achieve those goals.
small steps on the road to recovery.
recovery from what i do not know.
booze addiction?
sex addiction?
boredom?
insanity?
insecurity?
stuck in quick sand and, despite numerous psychotherapists and numerous medications, i am still STUCK in boredom and STUCK IN LIFE.
my dog lays at the foot of my bed on my left foot.
MY LEFT FOOT.
second coffee of the day.
no food yet.
no water yet.
WHAT DO I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE THAT IS QUICKLY PASSING BY AT A RAPID RATE?
KNOW MY WORTH.
KNOW MY WORTH.
KNOW MY WORTH.
WAR IS SENSELESS.
LOVE IS MEANINGFUL.
IS SEX BAD?
it will be sad when we all die?
never seeing loved ones grow up.
so much trauma in the world.
how can we get our leaders to stop wars?
how can we get our leaders to stop genocide?
how can we get our leaders to embrace love and embrace vulnerability?
why don’t we want to heal?
what do we want?
GO.
GO.
GO.
don’t let small minds and small spirits stop you.
notanotherphony. 