Here we are again, some more musings and pondering on the vagaries of life!
Life is a rocky road where all the road signs have been stolen, you drive around aimlessly and you crash into barriers, fall into potholes, drive off the proverbial ledge and land face-down in the gutter! Yes indeed such is life! C’est la Vie!
Lovers come and go, friends will let you down eventually, and you will get used! Deal with it!
I spent a whole day fielding calls from people and they were consulting me, and do I get anything out of it… Hell no! It galls me, it irks me and actually it gets on my tits. And I still keep on repeating the same mistake of offering my help! People ask me why don’t I just charge people for my advice well… That just isn’t my style.
I have been going through a rough patch, not that anyone noticed much less cared. I am finding more and more difficult to be around people, I wind up staying at home whether due to a psychosomatic reaction to life. I can’t bring myself to be happy or excited about anything! Anhedonia has set in standing on the edge looking into the mouth of darkness and madness yet strangely unafraid, I have been there before.
I have gazed there and wondered what gazed back at me, what is it all about I mused but was not amused by the reply that flew its way back to me, the one that mocks and says NOT A CURSED THING!
Just a few thoughts.