The Shitshow

I haven’t been writing; I have been in a fog.

My mind is hazy. My brain & heart feel disconnected from each other.

It’s all I can do to just exist right now.

But that really isn’t enough in the present moment… There is too much to do.

And so this little clown juggles, forcing a smile, standing on one leg, and holding my breath.

What will I drop and shatter this time?

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Amber💘

Being born and raised in the south should have made me more inbred and less tolerant, but something went wrong in the grand scheme of these damned rebels. I am; brutally honest, a connoisseur of stand-up comedy, the eldest child, an aware procrastinator, semi-sweet, easily excitable, a lover of music, late to most events, but most of all. myself without apology.

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