My Box

Sorry bad sad poetry follows, I am feeling low and need to get it out.   I have pushed back, I have fought hard. It’s never ending, it flows on and on. But there is always the box.   I am retreating, I am worn down. It is encompassing, it is pushing me to the … Continue reading My Box

Taken Down by a Pizza

The pizza was the final straw, the last part of a jigsaw that came together to to bring me the special of the day, a shut down. To anyone around I'm sure it looks as though I am behaving like a spoilt child sulking over not getting what they wanted, there may be a tiny … Continue reading Taken Down by a Pizza

Dropping Out

For the last week and a half I have as much as possible dropped out, devoting what spoons I have to the essentials to get through the day. This is largely due to the avalanche of problems that hit in one week from which I am yet to recover and in part because of the … Continue reading Dropping Out