Company Needs Misery

ramblings of a beast

*Rah Rah Rah* choke…

She found it much easier to be a cheerleader for everyone else than it was to deal with her own issues.  (Get back to work, you know who you are!!!)  The last couple of days dragged by and she felt even more sloth-like.  She seemed to have every excuse in the book and there wasn’t […]

Sleep deprived…

She was tired…that whole plan of laying the book down at 0130, watching a little TV and drifting off to sleep was foiled by the insomnia monster. She tried to go to sleep but lay there, mind spinning and decided it was best just to get her book back out.  So she read for a […]

Rain rain go away….

She read all through the day and into the night, finally giving up around 0130 when she could barely see straight. The sounds of the storm outside were already making her uncomfortable, an anxiety that only began recently.  She felt like she was going to be washed away, not literally, but that some part of her […]

Her good intentions weren’t paving any roads…

The fresh high thread count cotton sheets felt cool against her skin as she climbed back into bed after she showered. Her hair was in jeopardy of drying in an unruly manner but there was no time for a hairdryer. She simply wanted to get back to her book. Although she had hoped to actually get […]

Right on the tip of her tongue…

She was frustrated. Extremely frustrated. She had the most amazing thoughts in her head, ideas for characters and stories and places to visit, but somewhere between her brain and her fingertips there was a block.  Her mind was most prolific, of course, as she lay down to rest…when sleep would consume her and she’d have no […]

The colour of blood…

She looked out the window and noticed amongst the skeletal trees was a flush of colour, a red the colour of blood.  The beginning of spring announced, the budding leaves took on this shade and she no longer had to look solely at the gray and white which made her miserable just at the mere […]

A work in progress…

I can but only choke on what is left of that thing one calls a heart. I am incapable of true forgiveness of myself, yet somehow, I forgive you the pieces it has become. Questions answered by not answering, silence hangs in the air as I gasp for a breath I cannot fully take. A […]

The blanket thief…

Get out the violins…I’m going to whine… I woke up cold.  My blanket had been stolen.  This story could go in many directions.   I could whine about a mate who had hogged the covers in the night and then continue on with various complaints about this person.  It could morph into how miserable my day […]

Um, if you don’t take ahold of the steering wheel, you will crash…

I’m always baffled at how one can spend hours with their mind racing, horrible thoughts trailing through, “what ifs” causing a literal state of fear in the body, chemicals out of balance, more thoughts racing, anticipatory anxiety eating a hole in one’s chest leaving an empty cavern aching for something to fill it, but really nothing […]

Acceptance…

It’s definitely one of those nights where I’m having a hard time accepting what I cannot change.  Or maybe there are some things I can change.  Ok, so I’m stuck on the knowing the difference between what I can and cannot change.  Or maybe it’s willingness to make changes even when they are scary.  Yeah, […]

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