Monday. tuesday. weds

its actually thursday now.

time has flown once again.

I am learning to wrangle it.  I seem to know all the answers in my head from my studies of this life.

yet i fall back on the simple mind numb.

mind dumb.

used to be a smart chum.

trying to get passed the fear. set high gear.

dont know how to drive stick.

i try to keep my head up high.

i get too high.

i slip down to the middle.

where all the normal folk live.

and pretend I am better.

for what.

i dunno.

i’m really not.

and theres nothing wrong with that.

there is nothing wrong with that.