Monday, September 15, 2008

Devolution Happens

Well, well.

It's baaaaaaack.

Whatever it is. The anxiety. The baseless fear. The unremitting nervous, adrenalin-fueled, snake-in-the-brain craziness is back. And I thought I'd put it behind me. I was so confident, so glad, to happy to be done with it. To feel normal. To wake up every day and think, ah, another day of feeling better, of getting better, of increasing health and better living through chemistry. To actually look forward to things. To have a bit of the old optimism, the old I-can-do-this! feeling of ability.

Yeah. That was great.

I have to figure this out.

Meanwhile, staying busy is the only thing I know to do. I have very clean floors right now. And that's a good thing, right?

Anyway, the old blogging game might be a little lackadaisical here for awhile here at Ms. Moon's house. I don't feel like I have much to say of any earth-shaking importance, anyway.

I'll just be right here, mopping floors and thinking about planting the fall garden and trying to keep all these snakes in my head from biting. I guess I should take comfort in the fact that the entire world seems to be going crazy too. Sarah Palin? Wall Street? Carl Rove saying that McCain's ads are going too far? Everyone in Tallahassee panicking and draining every gas station within a twenty mile radius dry?

Yeah. I better get that garden in. Between collard greens and squirrel meat, at least we won't starve if we can't get to a grocery store and cereal goes up to twenty dollars a box.

Good times.

I'll be reporting in when I can. You do too.

14 comments:

  1. Sorry to hear this. Hope you feel better soon!

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  2. Sucks, Ms. Moon. Hope the snakes back the hell off soon.

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  3. Gosh darn it. I hate that you feel that way. I wish I could do something to cheer you up and make you feel less anxious. You do so much to make me feel better, I just want to return the love. And by the way, I can't wait for the fall garden to be in production because I'm ready for some fresh greens. That is, if you grow enough.

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  4. Sit on the porch and watch the rain. It will be over soon.

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  5. I do hope you feel 'normal' soon, but that's a relative statement anyways.
    I do hope you'll come out to at least one of the shows. I'm sure Kathleen will drag you in at some point.

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  6. Thank-you, Nicol. So much.
    Honeyluna- you know there will be plenty of greens. But what? You don't want any tasty squirrel meat?
    Brother B- no rain here today.
    Jon- we're coming Friday night.
    Lopo- hmmmm....

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  7. I was going for the meataphor, I missed again!

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  8. Not your fault, Brother B. I have severe brain fog.

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  9. Hang in there, Ms. Moon. I love to read what you write! Don't be so hard on yourself. The world is a richer place for having you in it. It will get easier, I promise.

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  10. Oh boy, snakes in the head do NOT sound fun in the least bit of way. Sorry to hear it. How did you get rid of them last time? How long did they, do they last? 'The peek' I mean: when you're madly cleaning floors, etc. I bet your floors do look nice though, huh.

    Hang in there sister. Maybe some mad crazy running could help out - purge the snakies! Let me know, I'd love to come join you :)

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  11. Thank you so much, Lady Lemon. And thank you for stopping by.
    Ample- I just walk as if persued by demons. Maybe it helps. I think I'd rather have a drink with you than a run....

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