I'm on the mend, for sure. I'm just a pain in the ass when things aren't the Tiffany blue, happy and embracing life way I like them to be. I'm a ball of mess, emotional eating and drinking and yelling at the cat and cursing traffic. But once I'm past it, everything will be golden.
I've been trying to remind myself I am a writer not a monkey at the laptop, but the piece now being written in my head is about me and you and so many people around my life in this moment. We all seem to be in a tight, tough spot and can't put a finger on it. Maybe because spring means rebirth and we have to clear our desks and take care of kids and move and get that project on deadline before we can go run in the grass.
And I just can't get this song out of my head. I don't mind, really.
Come with me and you'll be in a world of pure imagination
Take a look and you'll see into your imagination
We'll begin with a spin traveling in the world of my creation
What we'll see will defy explanation
If you want to view paradise simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Wanta change the world? There's nothing to it
There is no life I know to compare with pure imagination
Living there you'll be free if you truly wish to be