Shakespearean Shit Day
January 8, 2012 § 53 Comments
Deeply shit day.
Shakespearean emotions from the past have risen up to flail me totally.
Haven’t been able to put proverbial pen to paper till this moment. Have been feeling hurt and angry and sick and am all too aware of living the life, today, of quiet desperation, all the while needing to scream and shout, but cannot. Must not. And just because of a family situation which has grabbed me unawares and brought me down. I have felt volcanic but have been having to hold it together – the restraint, oh, the restraint – and posting in the middle of it all was not possible. The storm inside me has now subsided and I am calmer but am still a little shaky in the face of a certain upset in the wake of turbulence.
Of course, because of it – and it’s nothing to do with planktonhood, or at least not directly – I have been full of gloom and doom and thinking I am destined to be alone for EVER, because that is how I invariably think when other things are working against me. I think, how are things ever going to change? The humiliation is set to drag on and on and on… This is how I see the world today.
And you don’t really want to hear it, why on earth should you? I don’t want to digger-dump my tedious shit on you so I won’t bellyache on.
I promise: it’ll be business as usual tomorrow.
Tomorrow, it’ll be smiling and waving, smiling and waving all the way.