epic haiku

ten times fast

So, today was very good, followed by very bad, followed by very good.

I woke up with energy, which was really just deception. I got out of bed, put on the Distillers really loud and pretended to be Brody Dale for a little while.

I went down stairs, took all my meds WAaaaaaaaAaay to fast with my dumb confidence about feeling well. Got comfortable down stairs in the basement ready to watch some That 70's Show .... and threw up in the trash can. It was horrible because for a little while I felt like I was in control of my body again, and no, it came crashing down. I end up puking (dad rushing around trying to find a not filled with broken glass and paper trash can), holding my own freaking hair back, and then just bursting into tears crying, like a little girl, over my puke. I spent the rest of the day on the couch, but thankfully I had That 70's Show to make me laugh.

The evening though was nice because I got to cuddle with my mummy on the couch for a long time, and then I worked on my sculpture and it's coming along very well. I also had one of my wonderful mind blowing conversations with Linnea. We decided officially that I am her phone boyfriend and she is mine. We also talked a lot about how much we both played pretend as a child. A lot people, a lot. So, that made me happy. Now I must seek sweet sleep.

Seek sweet sleep. Say that ten times fast.

Posted by Deke at February 16, 2006 01:02 AM | TrackBack