|This tree is as gnarled and broken as I felt last night & earlier.|
It's barely 2 months into the year, and the amount of regrettable events in my life and around me are already mounting up, like it's November already.
For the first time, I woke myself up, screaming from a bad dream. It was real. I heard it. I felt it. I can't remember the dream now but the pain was just so vivid. Still is.
I am amazed. And disturbed.
|Now those coconuts, they're a pretty sight and all,|
but they could fall at will and crush your skull, you know.
But there's gotta be some thing better that's coming. For sure. And I'm holding on to that.