Today is Wednesday, it feels just like any other day. I don’t know how else to explain it. Feelings are ramped up today, I don’t know how else to explain any of it. I’m kind of emotional and I don’t know what to do about it. I hate feeling this way, it sucks. But feelings will be feelings and there’s nothing I can do about it I’m afraid. A sad shame and turn of events I fear. But what can one do about these thoughts that enter my mind? Not a whole lot I’m afraid. Sometimes I feel it’s paranoia doing its bloody work on me. I hate paranoia, I hate being paranoid. It’s a thing that simply happens and I don’t have a way to overcome it. If I could overcome it, do you think I would be dealing with all of this? I doubt it. I think life would be better off for my brain at least, my mind wouldn’t be alerting me to things that aren’t real. The demons wouldn’t come out to play at least, and I might be able to figure something out in this life. That’s how I see it though, not sure how it’s meant...
Had a strange experience this morning… woke up in a shoe box in a freezer.
I’m not sure what I was doing in that freezer… I do like the cold, but something tells me I had been there a long time. Not sure exactly how long mind you… just a while. It was quite strange.
Hopping out of the box, next to some frozen chicken legs, I manged to use an ice cube as leverage to open the door. I know a thing or two about ice. Growing up around the stuff all the time.
As the door to the freezer opened, I found myself in an amusing place known as a kitchen. Poking around a bit, I soon realized I didn’t remember who I was.
I suppose it’s time to figure that out… I’m a penguin… on a mission.
I’m not sure what I was doing in that freezer… I do like the cold, but something tells me I had been there a long time. Not sure exactly how long mind you… just a while. It was quite strange.
Hopping out of the box, next to some frozen chicken legs, I manged to use an ice cube as leverage to open the door. I know a thing or two about ice. Growing up around the stuff all the time.
As the door to the freezer opened, I found myself in an amusing place known as a kitchen. Poking around a bit, I soon realized I didn’t remember who I was.
I suppose it’s time to figure that out… I’m a penguin… on a mission.
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