Sometimes I am that person
. But sometimes I need that
From someone else.
Life has been a seemingly endless
Period of me having to
Be the bigger person,
Suck it up. It’s ME
having to make the adjustments.
And me having to take the high road.
It’s up to me to say Yes I’ll play along
Or no I’m tired of this game.
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When I get upset, the first thing
people say to me is Calm Down
Then ask if I have eaten
Or if I need a nap
Like you would ask a crazy person.
Or some old grandma.
They want to blame something for the error. When other people get upset,
I try to validate them, and listen
With the intention of understanding.
And even allow a little
Zen transference to take place.
Like I am You You are Me
We are One.
OOOMMMMMM
This little meal snack thing.
I was told at work I could keep
a few meals here for those late nights
And spontaneous double shifts.
Where they can’t find a Nurse.
✅
Clean communication.
Can I keep this here? I use this every day.
Yea of course you can!
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I came in to find my stuff
On the counter and everyone asking
What it was? It is trash?
Is this yours?
Doesn’t have to stay in the cabinet?
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People find comfort (joy? peace?)
In having the external world just so-so.
While the inside world is upside down.
We love to hold on to our special relationship
Jo matter what they cost us.
Finally. Quality sleep.
With Kratom , less is more.
You just have to let the old stuff clear.
And sometimes that takes days.
Just like with Glucose.
The cravings WILL continue.
Until it’s gone from your system.
Memory page today.
Ahhh such innocent times.
Temu’s finest
Days like this it’s all I can do
To just escape
And move away,
work a quaint little job
In some small town in New Mexico.
Just out in my time and go home.
Of the project fails, it fails.
If the baby dies, she dies.
If the drunk rants, he rants.
Flip everyone the bird and say
“Shove it up your old wazoo!”
And walk on by.