Yes one more entry. Not just another entry, it is unique, might deserve a publish. I said the same to the last ones but they never make it up there. I should push myself, stop this laziness, and just do it. A controlled mind is key to life, a priest advised.
Tonight, it is like this...this can’t be, I don't like it. I wanted this. My mind is changing, twisting, and being difficult. I gave it away, I chose to leave it, why the urge? I simply must let go.
It is quiet, mother is resting while boxes are half full of mostly useless mini objects that I never touch, and somehow they landed in my office…can’t blame them for being here, as innocent as they are, I should let them belong elsewhere.
Bleck, must this song sound horrible? I used to like the rhythm of it. Perhaps, not tonight, something about tonight, it is this place, full of memories, numerous nights of sleeping on this sofa listening to music till the sun shines east.
She’s tossing, turning, the sound of my typing on this cell phone isn't very musical for anyone who is weak and tired at midnight. I don’t want to go to the bedroom, the music won’t let me go. I should stop, this elder deserves the rest of the night.
Imaginations I have, making up thoughts, inventing unique stories to convince a life, writing a book about it I do, not too hard. If combining everything on this cell phone, I can easily publish a book about my nonsense writings. Who will read it? Most likely, more laughers than readers. Ah well, I’d rather not think anymore about this place. A new, empty, and open space for me to keep my hobby going is anticipated, I should be excited, and not contemplating. Many promises and interesting adventures awaiting when you start from scratch. Where can I start? The carpet can be covered with a throw carpet to create different coloring contrast on the floor. The bathroom will have a basket of towels and dish soap this time, not liquid soap in a bottle, a small picture frame is 100% needed. Not to mention the various permutations for the living room, writing all these down would kill the battery on this cell phone.
There she goes again, her random tossing and turning, I should go. My weaken fingers, my over-analyzed mind, I am dropping this phone...good night world...
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