The weed and too much sleep is this

guess i'll just give up again.

fuck it i'm high

The cracking.

there is a sound in my head. I hear it often. a gentle cracking.
making me aware. reminding me.
that I am not in control.

Strange times

The world isn't the world right now. I'm out of meds. my brain is spiraling... again.

whatever.

i have weed, a new place, i'm letting things go.
sometimes, there is clarity. sometimes, i feel normal.
i have abandoned capitalization and good punctuation, as usual.
i miss this, i miss you.

more soon.