I wonder sometimes why my shit is so not together.
This is looking like a poem because the crazy program is breaking my lines in bizarre ways.
Oh, fuck I find this annoying that I'm forced to write this post as if I'm ee cummings.
What next?
I wonder why we say 'get my shit together' but we never say 'my shit's so apart'?
My shit is apart. Very, very apart.
And it's bugging the shit out of me.
So I'm just writing this post because there are plums in the icebox...NO. SERIOUSLY THIS IS NOT A POEM.
I'm writing this post to tell you how pathetic my shit is right now. That my only pathetic resolution--and this is how tragically apart my shit is--is to (1) Go to bed by 11 p.m. every night (2) Not be late for anything for at least one week and (3) Get at least 2 hours of writing a day done. JUST TWO HOURS OF SOMETHING ON WRITING.
I fell off the rails somewhere. The only thing to do is get back on the rails. I used to look back but I can't remember that ever helped any.
Sometimes, the rails find you, too. You and the rails will get back together again.
Posted by: schmutzie | May 18, 2010 at 09:28 AM
Can I do anything?
Posted by: sarah | May 18, 2010 at 06:54 PM
He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I am slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
I become sharp, mistrusting my broken images,
Trusting his images, he assumes their relevance;
Mistrusting my images, I question their relevance.
Assuming their relevance, he assumes the fact,
Questioning their relevance, I question the fact.
When the fact fails him, he questions his senses;
When the fact fails me, I approve my senses.
He continues quick and dull in his clear images;
I continue slow and sharp in my broken images.
He in a new confusion of his understanding;
I in a new understanding of my confusion.
Robert Graves
Posted by: minervaK | May 19, 2010 at 11:34 AM
Thanks for the encouragement, Schmutz. Sarah, it's one of those things I have to work out myself. And thanks for the poem Minerva.
I actually slept last night after taking a sleeping pill. I guess sometimes I should take those. 6 whole hours. Woo.
Posted by: ozma | May 20, 2010 at 06:25 PM
My shit is so far apart, too. At least I don't have anything I can be running late for.
I'm glad you got some sleep. Shit coheres better after some sleep.
Or so says the puddlicious baloonman, whistling far and wee.
Posted by: roo | May 21, 2010 at 07:24 AM
I concur about the sleep. I will take sleeping pills for about 2 or 3 days to break an insomnia cycle. As for the shit apart and off the rails - since I am with you there, I can't advise. I can't advise to your awesomeness.
For me, I think it might be time to ask someone to take my hand, lead me to the tracks and at least put my shit in a bag if I can't keep it together.
Much love
@thejennui
Posted by: JenB | May 25, 2010 at 12:20 AM
I just began taking a pill, daily, for schizophrenia.
The worst/best part is that it helps.
Yay?
Sleep is nice.
Posted by: Debbie, i obsess | June 04, 2010 at 08:01 PM