i'm feeling exhausted. everything is raw exposed. my nerves and flesh. i must be getting to healing cells. i've been doing what my body wants to do. resting, dancing, wiggling, stretching. still so sore. a lifetime of pain. guess that killed the 'crosby boys'. they didn't go with a number like the 'jackson 5'. they called themselves boys.
it's amazing how much success is motivated by abuse. running away and towards. reminds me of lemmings. one theory is their pushing into the sea is a form of population control to ensure resource viability. enough food for the existing population.
watching jamie oliver 15 minute meals. resting restoring. keeping my brain stimulated and away from the seeming futility of life. i don't know.
9;52 senior lunch pick up #5 car. only took 8 minutes. i put out garbage bin. i'm ready for autumn to be here. summer's over rated. people only like it because of vacation. i brought raw carrots for car snack. i keep on not knowing why. i think joseph conrad traveled and wrote for the same reason. i've read his diary. constantly exploring the human condition. he traveled to different peoples collecting stories. i can read. i prefer not physically traveling.
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