I am 57 years old. What am I doing starting anything, especially something I'm not go at.
A diet book would be good.
I just have to slow doen whatever it is that is going on in my head.
Cigarettes seem to be the only thing on my mind. An urge rises in me.
The computer fan makes my ears ring. Do I relax and let them ring, or do I fight it?
Trying to write is good for my mental health. I sit here like I'm sleeping. I'm getting down to my true self. I live where I come from. I get past my false self to my true self. It lets the real me come out and play. I don't have to listen to the voices in my head. I am the voice in my head.