Sometimes are random.
Or other times focus to much on one thing.
Usually there is a song stuck on loop
and I find myself either trying to remember
the lyrics or foolishly change them.
Every now and then
I have a brilliant idea
and if possible I act on it.
Most times though
I usually end up humming along to the song.
It is so easy to do what you have done before.
The rut is so deep and hard to get out of.
Falling back into the comfortable rythms of past routines.
Change is difficult when it is not just yourself
you have to worry about.
How can you be a positive influence
when you can not manage your own inclinations?
Someday things may change.
Just not today.
That phone call.
A letter in the mail.
A friend who misspoke.
The realization of your mistake.
Worrying about politics.
No one coming to the party.
Only to realize you are the party
and no one warned you.
One thought
It swirls around
It won’t go away
What can I do
The problem grows
So do the awkward solutions
Anxiety starts to stifle
any chance of sleep
or reasonable actions
leaving a twitching shell
The common complaint
Nowadays
Is when technology
does not work the way
we are used to!
So if we are cut off
from social media
not able to stream the news
or simply to text a friend
our society
goes berserk!
You pet the fur
it is so silky.
The chin scratches
have them purring
with delight.
The length of the fur
does not matter.
All of them is so soft.
Though the ears
are a special kind of softness.
One which if you are privileged
enough to be allowed to touch
shows how soft
soft can be.
On the household chores.
On paying the bills.
On making the phone calls.
Clearing out the junk piles.
Doing the self care.
Overwhelmed and unable to do anything.
Choose one.
Do it.
And slowly you won’t be so far behind.
When they laugh
and talk all night long.
Their music choices
may be ones I like
but I do not need to hear them
at 3am.
It is when they shriek
and scream in joy
from having a good play
in the game
they are playing online
that truly bothers me.
I too have been a gamer.
I understand the excitement
and how restraint is difficult.
Now on the other end
I try to be patient
but the older I get
the less I seem to have.
When you call them out
They get outraged.
When you tell the truth
they say you are lying.
The do not like it
When you point out they are wrong.
Mistakes may be made
but not by them
Otherwise they would have to face
Themselves in the mirror
and they can not see past their own
Reflection.
The pain won’t stop.
Pain relievers have been taken.
Resting is not an option.
The eyes feel strained
and my body feels drained.
It is a constant ache.
Nothing seems to help.
A doctor might prescribe something stronger
but I do not think it will help.
So I will lie here in agony
and pray that the pain goes away.
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