Despite the mistakes i've made in establishing awkward moments, I failed to find out how i came to such dispositions. I don't know what happened. My anxiety today seems to be very low. Yesterday, was another story, i felt like i broke something mentally, I guess I fixed myself.
So was it a thought? Or was it an event. Or was it the sequence of thoughts and events that finally led to me being where i want to?
What I Notice:
I stopped thinking as much as I did. I had a poor habit of speaking when i really i didn't want to. Conversations made sense... today.
You
ReplyDeletefinally
stopped relying
on the thought
that
you were
going to
mess up, hon.
I love how you respond the way you do, it makes me ashamed to write unpoetical.
ReplyDeleteLet's hope my continuity isn't as short as the breath we take to speak the word.
It's
ReplyDeletedifferent
right?
Better than
plain
old
regular.
I see it
also influences
a person.
They start
writing how
I write.
You did it
the first day
we grooved.
I did
ReplyDeleteWell,
ReplyDeleteI've to get
to
my report
of Laos.
Don't really
want to
do
it...
My
ReplyDeletehomework I
mean.
since you have lost voice. i feel a miss. to spite all that walk the earth. i will think of this. i still fucking hate rhymes.
ReplyDeleteOn my blog....
ReplyDeleteJust
look
at my
face
if it's
missing me
you
can't
take.