Ghostwriter
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Abandoned, no not by others, by myself. I have clearly lost my way to peace. I am not complaining. In fact, it is much like I am outside and very far away looking at a person I am not even sure that I know. My family is not pleased. I wish they could see my core, perhaps they would understand. Odd, but a song keeps running through my head. It’s not like breaking up with someone else. I have broken up with myself.
I lost myself and I am not sure I want to find me again. How did things go from one extreme to the other?
What am I doing here? Here is this cold and abanded shack.
Is that the story and your imagination or your actual thinking?
It is my actual thinking.
it is a process all of us go through. i hope your journey is smoother.
I would settle for the journey to end quickly today.
i have a headache and my brain is fuzzy. i am going to take a nap.
Well let’s see, 4 months ago you had fuzzy brain and went to take a nap and I never even checked on you. Wow, talk about late to the party (the fuzzy brain party).
The nap worked thanks for checking now.