Good Morning!
Mad dash. All morning. Poor Pumps. I shit my door last night and she was crying for me long about 4AM. I could not rouse myself to get up and let her in.
Pumpkin needs to go on a diet. She’s huge. The cats will get a treat and 5 minutes later, they are begging for more.
You know how when a person who is addicted has to be completely defeated so that they are willing to do anything to get and stay sober? I think everything in our lives is rather like that.
I’m just beat. This last year, I’ve become someone who is sortof a caricature of her own damn self; the laziness, lack of motivation, tiredness.
I am throwing in the towel on all of it.
I’m not living. I’m a zombie.
Living dead girl.
And I’m tired of it.
I’m tired of repeating the same old tapes.
I’m tired of not making progress.
I’m tired of saying tomorrow.
What does Janis say guys?
She says tomorrow never comes, it’s all the same fucking day. If you got it today, don’t wear it tomorrow.
Janis had a lot of baggage but she LIVED.
I don’t have as much baggage and I don’t want to do drugs or drink like that but I want to LIVE.
I have dreams.
Time to walk the road between dreams and reality.
I hope you all have a great day.
Be Blessed.
Love & Light,
Neecie
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