Random thoughts #… Who cares anyway?
I realize I’m doing a lot of these lately. I have a lot in my head and heart. I also prefer to be writing stories, fiction, poetry and more. My mind is so cluttered and, sigh… yeah.
I’ve written a lot of poetry over the recent years. I’m deciding whether to publish it or not. I want to, but I’m not sure it’s good enough. Maybe I can get to that point? If I do, I hope many of you will be interested enough to buy it.
Anyway, I’m kinda slipping, falling; the ground, stability, is falling out from under me; I’m sure it’ll all pass soon; Depressed; I’m hopeful, and yet doubtful. In the meantime, I’m shooting thoughts out onto the inter-webs.
I hope you all enjoy reading my blog. I hope the stories and poetry I share means something. I hope I can clear my head… someday.
I’m going through it all. So depressed now can barely write, let alone blog. No desire to even watch a movie or read a book. Financially drowning on top of it all. And sunk even lower after window repairs. Barely ticking.