Not sure what it is I just know I am not here. My mind is preoccupied with thin lines.
I took a double dose of my meds which was a very strange yet familiar feeling not because I have done it before. It felt as if I were intoxicated. Tomorrow I will be back at work and back to "normal" since I believe my body is finally rid of the extra meds in it. I need to pick up my bicycle so I can ride around this weekend down unexplored roads and of course hang out at The Gallery Pizza which is now Chris's Pizza. Either way it's a cool place. I have been looking at pictures, reading old poetry and keeping myself awake while talking out loud to the past. Surely this feeling is only one sided since I am only dust in the wind carrying tumbleweeds yet I can't help but feel warmth in the space between my fingers as if someone is there. I am loving this cool night air and the scents it brings with it and the memories that ring the chimes of winding roads, dark beer and cold wind on my face.
Depression comes and goes and while I continue to take my medicine for the sake of normality I am finding myself on the jetty once more even if it is only in my thoughts.
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