Anyway - I'm hoping a dose of intensive sun (or most likely intensive air conditioning with me in a cardie - just like old teenage days) may inspire a regrowth of brain cells. God I need some. My powers of recollection, recognition, speech, putting one foot in front of the other etc are at zero. I can barely blog. Gasp.
So I will perhaps relearn how to communicate with my family without turning everything they say/do into 'potential blog material' (which gets instantly forgotten anyway - hence my output is usually a spew of self-loathing and leaden adjectives - see?) I may also address my serious ' - ' addiction, and unimaginative reliance on '........' s
I need to go to bed. I need to go on holiday. I need to go on medication. Do I need to go on? Oh for gods' sake woman (btw - ' gods' ' is deliberate) I NEED to cut out all this skanky stagnant pond of consciousness pigflaps and learn how to communicate with humans full stop
I really can't stand my incessant moanings. I want to reconnect with my spiritual side. Find the rainbow within. Bollocks - I know exactly what's bloody wrong with me - it's this not swearing lark. It's driving me inbloodysane! I'm sure that's why I've been so fucking angry for so long! I NEED to let it all out! Shitfuckwanktitcuntbollocks..........
God that's better.
That's way cheaper than anti-wrinkle cream. I feel like I'm on holiday already. I genuinely feel lighter and happier and deeply fucking soulful. We should not deny our true selves the expression we crave. I am obviously mined from a foul seam and am happiest crawling in the dirt.
We are all of us in the gutter but some of us fucking love it.
Yippeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!......... I'm off little mouse!!!!!!!!!!