Fried rice is delicious
and like other foods
tastes so much better
than if only cooked once.
Thrice fried French fries
and Refried beans come to mind.
Just don’t ask about the liver…
Fried rice is delicious
and like other foods
tastes so much better
than if only cooked once.
Thrice fried French fries
and Refried beans come to mind.
Just don’t ask about the liver…
Admitting you are wrong
Is not easy to do.
Most of us
try to brush it off
as a once off.
Yet, the most crucial part
of any relationship
is knowing when to admit
you made an error.
Whether it be
situational, emotional
or physical,
we are all human
and no one is perfect!
Things look bleak.
Mental health feels weak.
Yet strength does come
and I find myself no longer numb.
Dumb, I know, but true.
You know it needs to be done
yet somehow
it gets delayed
time and time again.
So why is it
that until the deadline looms
that we then rush around in a panic
to get it done?
Blaming ADHD feels like a cop out!
No on
Racecar
Naan
Mom
Pop
Dog god
Saw was
Same
Back
and forward
I think I have?
But…
What if I did not?
Can I really remember?
I think I must have because….
Yet, doubt still niggles at the back of mind.
I guess I have not then?
Or did I?
I need to stop getting distracted.
First I start the kettle.
Then I get everything ready.
Mug in place.
I pour the water in to the filter.
For some reason or other
I wander away
Only to come back to
A full cup of cold coffee.
The weekend.
Relaxing.
Enjoying the company.
Talking and visiting.
Peacefulness.
Happiness with laughter.
Feeling good.
In the garden
The vegetables grow.
My mind eases
Until I step wrong
And I find the strawberries
Turned in to a premature jam.
You worry
and do your best
to try to not make mistakes.
Yet, they happen.
The litany inside your head
SCREAMS
idiot
Idiot
ID I OT
IDIOT
You stupid fucking idiot!