Whilst trying to crawl under my skin to seek warmth I was bitten by the inspiration bug.
I wanted to do everything, all at once. Now. Yesterday. Stick two fingers in the air and concentrate on ME. What I want to do.
Stop motion. Photography. Pens and paper. Glue and scissors. Give me all that NOW.
But my problem is time. It's constantly sliding through my fingers. Seconds, minutes and hours, they are slippery suckers.
I'm sure there's a way around it.
Still thinking I'm not that bothered, but something is causing me to wake up several times during the night. It's annoying.
The devil closed a door and knocked down a wall. And I think I need to get used to all that space now being available, even though things are still in a bit of a grey zone, but I'm trying my best to make it black and white. Because sometimes it would be nice if things were black and white.
And I've had enough of grey zones.
So there.
I wanted to do everything, all at once. Now. Yesterday. Stick two fingers in the air and concentrate on ME. What I want to do.
Stop motion. Photography. Pens and paper. Glue and scissors. Give me all that NOW.
But my problem is time. It's constantly sliding through my fingers. Seconds, minutes and hours, they are slippery suckers.
I'm sure there's a way around it.
Still thinking I'm not that bothered, but something is causing me to wake up several times during the night. It's annoying.
The devil closed a door and knocked down a wall. And I think I need to get used to all that space now being available, even though things are still in a bit of a grey zone, but I'm trying my best to make it black and white. Because sometimes it would be nice if things were black and white.
And I've had enough of grey zones.
So there.
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