It’s 1:56am. Tired. Stayed up past 6am last “night”. Strange dreams. Woken without my consent. But I cannot sleep. I toss and I turn, and overheat for no apparent reason. (Was reading about an ancient master visiting his master’s grave. I long for another life. Another romanticized ghost?) It seems I can’t stop seeking. My […]
The truth comes down on me hard.
I have been caught in a tormentful spell: the natural result of living in domestic hell.
It’s never been more clear to me than now, that I don’t know who I really am.
There are translucent strings that pull me this way and that.