I am almost always not doing something I should be doing. It's a refrain I hear playing ad nauseum in my mind's ears that it almost has become a catchy barbershop-quartet earworm. I should be doing this. I should be doing that. I also shooby-doo-ing something to fix my inability to work on those things, or at least start working on them. My solution however entails a doctor's consultation and medications that my parents and I can't afford right now. The mobius strip strikes again. No money to continue to recover, no recovery progress means no money in the pipeline.
worldsuponwords by avalon at 1:01 AM [
0 comment | ]
worlds upon words
It's going to be an exposition of my little sub-worlds, all in language that I try to put together. This blog was born way back in 2003, and I post more on social media now. I suffer from clinical depression, fibromyalgia, and a walking disability from surviving a suicide attempt. I have a passion for animals, writing, art, music and humanitarian work.
