Hope & Stuff…

I’ve been having a longer social media sabbatical than I ever intended to.

As days have progressed, I have actually come to realise that I have nothing of any importance to say, or with any relevance to make change. Not have I left the confines of my flat, so my instagram life too, is pretty much fucked. Do I care though?…

I guess there’s always the need to feel like you are still in touch with the outside world, especially, when you are more fucking reclusive than a latter day Yoda, like I am.

I try not to write about the news today, but you just cant help but let it affect you.

Look at me, I have been off of social media, completely dry of it for two weeks, and I am still at boiling point with it all.

I am just getting through the days… because right now, don’t you just feel that that’s the best we can do?… wake up, drag ourselves out of bed, and get through the day, and hopefully, we can make it to the end without giving ourselves a horrible time.

Sometimes these stages can go on for a long time… I have been going through mine since about 2012…sometimes have been worse than others. Some days, I have been certain that the sadness will take me, just as the Swamp did Atreyo’s Horse…

But. I am still here. I have a Dog to parent, & there is no way on this earth that i’d ever…