It has been a few days. I went to a place I used to call home. My plan was to invigorate myself. I only found aggravation. I wanted to bury ghosts, only to have them come back with reinforcements. So I stayed quiet, and let the quiet dictate my thoughts. Or I wanted to remain quiet, and the poking of the bear continued.
This was enforced introspection and I’m grateful for it. I saw a movie that affected me days later, I have a partner that wants to understand me better. I have a lot in my mind, but I’m glad I have a mind. I’m not going to push this further.
Tge power is out, my girls are sleeping, my wife is grabbing taco bell, the bed is broke. That us life for tonight before I bow out of consciousness.