Scattered Matter
Posted: September 1, 2009 at 1:01 amThe tips of my fingers are sensitive to the heat of the keys. Even the slightest brush on these letters sends pain up through my hands. I have to break every few words to prepare for the next few lines.
I wrote an entire post then deleted it. I always do that. Its cathartic to just get that shit out of the way.
My eyes are heavy, they burn a little at the wind being thrown down from the ceiling fan. I don’t turn it off, then the air would be too stale and I would feel trapped.
My mind of late has been scattered and going much to fast. I am constantly in the state of doing, even when I’m sleeping. Now I’m sharing that scattered mind with you.
I miss you my friends, but for those who care you will call or write. For those who don’t well, I totally get where your coming from, its cool.
My oldest is doing so well now that he has been taking herbs and vitamins regularly. Mama does know best.
My daughter has improved her attitude, or maybe its mine that has improved. Either way, she and I and the dog are all enjoying being the only females in this house. We go to the dog park a few times a week blasting the song, “Girls Just Wanna Have Fun” by Cindi Lauper. I will learn that being female is fun and my daughter will never know anything else.
My 3rd child pulled out my 4th childs arm the other day. As much as I wanna say that just sucked ass, it didn’t. It brought to light for my 3rd that he needs to be more careful and that he really loves his brother. The 4th has learned his brother is just to coolest dude in the house. I don’t know why, but just 10 minutes after he pulled his arm out of its socket all the little bugger wanted was to snuggle next to the culprit that did it to him.
So shit, I’m tired, I’m alive, I’m doing so much right now in my life and its all exciting my mind and soul. It’s good stuff.
the fingers are worse…………….FIRE………….carpel is setting in.
peace
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First off, GOOD LORD that is a strong toddler! Watch out, Incredible Hulk! I’m glad that brought them closer together. Maybe they’ll both remember it when they’re grown and say, “Hey, you remember that time I dislocated your arm?” “Oh, yeah! Good times, good times!” And then they’ll watch a football game together or something. You know they’re gonna be close. I hope my boys turn out like that.
As for your fingers, well-vibes. I hope it goes away or you find a cure really soon. I would hate it if you had to stop blogging.
P.S. Do I need to call you??? I so will, homey if ya want me to…oh wait, here comes my cell phone out of my pocket…are you ready for this???
(((hugs)))
I’m lost in my own world right now, but am wishing you the best. Hoping to crawl out of my hole sometime soon, it’s getting cramped and stuffy in here.