Things Ain’t Real

Music’s not music. No melody. Thumping stuff with angry or even violent tones, or sugary crap about her latest breakup. No legs. No lifting spirits. Is this what you will hum to bring you a smile 20 years from now? No heroes. No courage. Incite, pretend to show strength by damaging others. False promises. Bunch… Continue reading Things Ain’t Real

They don’t use turn signals in North Carolina

Pisses me off, more so when it holds me up from making my turn. I think I have mouthed the word “asshole” thru the window to about every guilty party in this area for the last 3 months, but they don’t seem to be getting better. I don’t know why, the inconsiderate jerks.

No one ever told me about this shrinking anomaly

I’m shrinking, melting down into my mid-riff and apparently my feet, making those two characteristics the only that are growing.  My waist and inseam sizes have now exactly switched with each other. My patience has grown shorter, my energy and (semi? lol) conscious time has falling off a cliff. Wicked witch of the east in… Continue reading No one ever told me about this shrinking anomaly