My thoughts for the day: I still stick my foot in my mouth, I just have learned not to chew on it. This pretty much applies every day. And it’s a little atrocious sometimes. But I’ve also learned to keep my mouth shut and THAT actually helps. A LOT. Now here’s the Poetry, I’m behind 2 days so it’s 2 days worth:
Update on the Psychosis
I didn’t feel like
Writing shitty poetry
so here’s to crappy….
Almost
51 degrees
Light rain
Bus stop
No umbrella
Useless shoes
Ruined hair
Sopping wet
Bad cell reception
Missed call
Cancelled date
Wasted bus fare
Thunder claps
Lightening flash
Seek cover
Puddle rivers
Storm drain tsunamis
Lost shoe
Frigid toes
Coffee comfort
Card declined
No shoes
No service
Bus early
Tears
Sobs
Kind eyes
Deep breaths
Kind offers
Wiped tears
Warm cup of tea
Grateful hands
Phone Frenzy
Sympathetic ears
Rescuer coming
Many thanks
Cold wait
Warm car
Comfort heat
Safety net
Homeward bound
Jennie Olson Six 