My brain is not damaged but in need of some repair

It’s late. I slept all day – stomach-ache – and have been awake since 10pm. I used to stay up all night as a matter of course, and of course if you’ve known me for any amount of time, you know all about the insomnia… but lately I’ve been on a much more “reasonable” schedule, so this is odd and almost foreign to me these days.

I like the silences. Funny, I don’t even feel particularly alone right now, because most EVERYONE is asleep. It’s my world.

My world right now is a place to plan and scheme. I’m working on getting out of here sooner, rather than later. I want to get back to the Bay and RL and my Mom and friends. I want to be able to save money towards my freedom. There’s a lot to be done to make that happen. I need to set a schedule for myself – both of what I need to do, and how I want to run my business to make it work properly during a huge shift in my life. I need to adjust my way of life a bit – I’ve been quite pleased with running my own schedule, and I wouldn’t have quite that much freedom once I’ve moved. I need to cull some things – wardrobe, for one, because I have stupid amounts of clothes. And purging some of my other stuff isn’t such a bad idea either, although I’ve done well with keeping the gathering to a minimum since I left RW.

These are the things on my mind. And yes, I’ve been much happier. I’m not faking it too much, even if that is the Modern Way.

I write, as openly as possible, about my experiences with life, love, creativity, depression and not-depression. I share opinions. I promote compassion and change. I talk about music. I also write poetry and short stories. I like to share them here.

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