Sitting on the dock of the bay next to a paranoid delusional

Sitting on the Dock of the Bay. sitting in my corner office behind a palm tree my address is 12345 palm tree Avenue

Myron has a wet brain if you want a wet brain just drink everyday for 35 years. your. Your liver is shot. You have reverse tolerance and get drunk off half of a malt liquor. What a wonderfully Wicked day to be exercising the Endo reticular mechanism What a wonderfully organic non-GMO day. I felt the energy of the spirit of my mom where the force is strong. I am facing many hurdles just like Tom Cruise’s character at the end of Vanilla Sky. Somewhere somehow deep down I feel how badly I want to make it. I feel how badly I want an apartment in a place where I don’t have to worry that anything of any value is stolen. To constantly worry that my medication, my vitamins, my books, mycologne, my headphones, and my medicine be ripped off. I constantly am getting my things stolen all the time. I cannot in any kind of a sensible way control what happenes, or can I? I thank God for chip and Sylvia for allowing me to work with them and to work towards making my life better I don’t belong here. I just thought about taking full responsibility for everything I have done in my life up to this point to get to where I am. I have thought about this and I’ve realized that I am tired of walking on eggshells. I feel like I have the weight of the world on my back. Maybe Trey will Sail Away,frozen to this day. Thoughts become things, and I just did think of an exercise called it could be worse. I must focus on what on the good in my life. I have to be ultimately aware of The good, the bad, and the Ugly.
It is frustrating this thing called life. The good is woven into the fabric of my life like an old wool blanket made of patterns. I feel like I’m a total stranger just approaching the wheat Farms of the most dangerous part of San Diego, and I almost hate myself. God offered me blankets when he noticed I had been chilling. He was kind and compassionate. I am getting well slowly from the total Destruction of my soul and ego.It’s almost out here now beyond anything that I could have recognized I miss my mom I miss her so much I love all of you.

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