This photo art portrait caused me to think of the dream I had where I looked in the mirror and had no eyes, but could still see myself. No eyes, just empty holes.
Woke up a few hours after I went to bed last night, more hot flashes, laid there for about an hour, thoughts ranting around in my head.
Thought about careless invasiveness and felt nauseated.
Thought about people wearing masks wrong. Thought about people not wearing masks at all. Thought about kids/teens/young adults back to school and playing sports and inviting friends over to their homes. Thought about people meeting during this pandemic time and love in the time of Covid.
My boyfriend and I have been involved with each other for over 6 years, but he hasn't spent the night at my house for close to 6 months now.
People who are behaving as if life is back to normal are pissing me off.
Sometimes stab mounds might come out of my seemingly empty eye sockets.
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