Let You be Right

We have made it to Friday, and I do not remember the last time looking forward to waking up at 6am and knowing there is no requirement to get up. Mentally, I am beyond tired, and the editing that should have happened yesterday would be a waste of everybody’s time right now. If I had known so much of my soul was going into that poetry at the start there would have been better provision but HEY you live and learn. That means today is menial labour, setting up scheduling for the weekend so work on the poetry can continue unhindered and a shittonne of music.

I’m unravelling right now. This is no bad thing, nothing to panic over. Instead of thrashing about and winding everything tighter, the moment has come to stop fighting.

We’ll let this go.