Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Hiatus

**pulls out another pillow**

Sleepy. Zombied on pills. Numb hands, arms and feet. Alone. Clumsy. Fed up. Misunderstood. Can't cope.

When will this nightmare end?

3 comments:

Flattie said...

Wish I could help ya, but as you know, there aint a lot I can do but offer moral support. So far, I have figured out we are in a game called "life" invented by a god with a really sick sense of humour & the only game rule is that you don't get out alive. It's a bastard isn't it ? Big hugs from us both. XXXXXXXXXXX

Morticia said...

For some reason, it gets worse the next day if, for your midnight snack, you crack open a fresh coconut and eat 2/3 of it in one sitting...

ha!

Flattie said...

Uhmmmm... I errr.... that is to say... I dunno what to say here... really, I don't