suits my mood
I feel all prickly and decayed. Decrepit and wilting.
I did this yesterday and felt better. But then I had to pick up my sick child from school. Later I had a meeting that when all is said and done, went fairly well. But I felt a little foolish when I returned home like I had been swindled, then dismissed right after being asked to do a thing that will cause extreme discomfort.
Later in the night I read this and that had my heart soaring through the roof.
In a time which should be all about balance, I find myself up and down, up and down. I want to find that steady glow. I want to be drunk on light.