Throw in dash of herpetophobia into the mix and pesto – you are inside my head.
I’m sitting at my somewhere trying to say something. Just one thing…then two…then three things. Then it’s all jumbled up in my head. I try to line them up, you come first, then you, then you follow, then the rest. But No! They’ll have none of that…they all want to come first. Tsk! so then I get confused .I shut up.
I try to think- but my head is filled with stacks and stacks of unfinished thoughts.So I try NOT to think, I close my eyes to stare at the darkness -but even that doesn’t work- I see doodles ,splashes of color and all manner of uninteresting shapes and forms. Finally, I manage to fall asleep…im thinking, “oooh yeah !,Im finally free”
But no! , im still sitting at my somewhere.
I dream…children running around the streets with guns, women crying in the streets, they are dragging a resisting fellow…
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