I am feeling hungry.
It is my Friday habit in full effect.
I am constantly fidgeting from hunger.
All the while I think of food floating in my air.
Oh my how I like my long curly hair.
Bushy, tall and frizzy black and white.
I often wonder the lengths taken to get length.
Curly bushy hair does not comb well into order.
Its probably why I am not very obedient.
Choosing to take the contentious path mostly.
Maybe its also the reason I find myself thing outside.
Being a square I find to not benefit me in the long run.
Time does pass so quickly when you are on auto pilot.
Cruising through life like there is no end to it all.
There in the end you look back, life flashing.
Like a myriad of reasons and lies opening.
In a full circle we chase that tail end.
Dizzying speeds, trying not to trip.
Reckless dreaming fumbling.
Lessons learned haltingly.
I am left wondering.
No longer caring.
Erstwhile deed.
All in my head.