Little Black Dot

mm.
a sobering day. yes.
strange, maybe, considering how high i was earlier, but i had to come back down eventually.
everything always does.
today i've been knitting a pair of socks that i'll finish tomorrow in the business of writing.
also, i finally cleaned up the mess in this apartment left over from all those papers. i feel a lot better about life now that i've done that. hopefully this is starting to happen in my brain, too.
mind squalor.
and now that i'm down this is my chance.
i'm peacing out
underground for a while.
this doesn't have any negative connotations, as such.
right. now,
where is my galena?
where are the lost parts
of my soul?
i'ma come getchou.