Today was the first light that made it through the clouds. It fell on weeds that have grown on me recently. Strange little things that require the lack of photosythesis to thrive.

A four day migraine. And depression, or whatever is that’s always been a bit down in me(from the beginning), putting a hand into everything including this tepid brain o’ minestrone. Over the past few weeks I’ve wondered why we can’t just detach the head, set it aside in the privacy of our miseries for a new manmade room to breathe.

I had the most frustrating trip to the doctor earlier this week(even if you have insurance, good insurance, expect to get jerked around. It’s the american way).

There is a light slicing through. I just need to take my time, trust my feet, and let the eyes adjust. My life cannot live itself, and I love it too much to give up.

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