I’ve been mulling around trying to come up with something to write about. I didn’t have much content for what ever I came up with. I usually have plenty of content. One minute I am typing, the next I am staring and asleep and dreaming. This doesn’t make good for driving.
I’m confused. Its cool.
I’m not just, “confused” here, I didn’t have much content for what ever I came up with. I usually have plenty of content. One minute I am typing, the next I am staring and asleep and dreaming. And sleep is not the issue. I get a lot of sleep.
This doesn’t make good for driving. In fact, they banned me from driving. My vision gets blurry sometimes and I find myself nodding off at lights.
I’m confused, I am told. I can believe that. Ive made some, “whoops” that have had me question my own sense of sanity. I’m not just, “confused”. I’m literally confused it feels like. Like I really have a hard time remembering things. I wear these pain patches and they need to be changed every 3 days. I’m not remembering when I’ve changed them. I thought I could remember this but I was changing them every other day. I wonder if there’s a correlation between getting mad, feeling a lot of resistance, sleeping, and, waking up in terrible amounts of pain.
I have been exploring new hats though; I never thought I would be wearing a tie head wrap or a scarf around my neck. Though here I am, I have a head wrap and I’m wearing one of my many scarves. Oh, the scarf is for the nasty rash that I developed on my neck and head. It looks like a really bad sunburn that is trying to heal. Though apparently this is a good thing. It means it’s working. Yay! & Yay.
I picked up a cane at the mountain view art and wine festival. Physically conservative in style.