everything that
rises must converge. or devolve. everything is slipping away and i can't catch
it. i've lost control of this. there is no one on this continent i can explain
this to. i think the switch has been flipped and i don't
want this. i was supposed to stop when i got back to the states but i haven't,
and i can't. i am afraid. i am being vague and maybe that's on purpose. i
cannot let anyone get close to me, i do not put all my eggs in one basket, so
to say. i'm sorry. i'm lost up here, wherever this is. this city makes me
crazy. i have lost track of everything. i am losing my words again and other
things too but always there is this relentless sense of time,tick tock tick tock tick tock ticktock
ticktock ticktockticktockticktock. i will never get enough done fast enough. i am aging too
quickly. i will never be what i want to be. i will be that old lady trying to
live a young woman's life. i will be pathetic. will i spend my whole life
fighting these demons? will i never get anywhere? will i never get out of this
wretched city that is making my blood run cold and blue?
my brain will not
shut off. it will not stop analyzing things. it will not stop making mincemeat of
my life and then retracting its own statements and changing its mind five ways
to tuesday. it will not let me stop obsessively writing. it is reordering the
priority of things. everything is getting out of hand and i am scared because i
do not know where this is going to go. rushing pell-mell at a brick wall. at
the same time i am sitting still and the world is rushing off to some
extravagant party without me. i am left sitting in a heap in my cinderella gown
on a dusty floor. no one realises i have been left behind. i imagine that they
do not care, though i know at heart they do and would wait for me if i just
deigned to shout out to them. as if i would.
i am feeling very
insane tonight, very fucked up. the cats are the only sane beings in this
house. they sleep and purr and play and poop and wander through the bathroom as
i puke and are no longer scared. they smile at me and ask to be fed. their
sanity stuns me. i am surprised every time.
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