Posted by dreamer on October 7, 2001, at 10:12:28
My drunken stupor into oblivion , blackouts finding myself physically ill but it was a mental enema.
My final binge.I am now longing for social isolation in a leafy countrified studio where i can explore my internal mindscape creatively and detach from the weirdness of life/socially i have tried to belong to.
Maybe I'm mad but the more i strive for the norm the more i get depressive.
Living in my head with the help of a med i will evolve and create beauty.
Only content with solitude sometimes im struggling through thorny weeds to find the blue lagoon but i am myself.
Here ends the wordstreams of conscousness.
It's one messy hurdle in finding a home !Trust noone.
Maybe I'll keep posting maybe I won't -for selfish reasons? a cyber diary and hope I've been entertaining and caused smiley smiles and for those who didn't get the humour.......EAT MORE GREENS.
A dramatic dreamer.
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