I am an overall metamorphic blob of the feel-skees.
I am not okay right now.
I can tell you what I am right now: disappointed, sad, and a little angry.
Things that keep me moving towards “The Thing” itself.
Little demons scurrying in the brush, scrambling up nearby trees to hiss & gnash at me from the branches and between frozen blades of grass. My mind gives up, my feet fall off the pedals. I listen as my 5tens scratch the dirt. I hear the voices cackling from all around me as they feel me struggle as the mental game begins.
Prairie Raven’s Gravity Experiment. AKA: Zen & the art of voluntary cooter punches.