Friday, August 31, 2007

Where we are going

I blog elsewhere, but none of my blogs are as secret or anonymous as this one.
After reading my friend's new blog I have decided to really do what I wanted to do here.

So here is my plan.

1) Post here at least twice a week.
2) Build a good group of links and readers
3) Tackle tough/embarrassing topics that I want to talk about
4) Keep posting old poetry
5) Keep writing new stories and snippets and posting them here.

So, stay tuned and lets hope I keep up and get new friends. My old friends are great, but lets get the ball rolling.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Accounting

Another Oldie from about 1985 or so.

Accounting

Living,
Day to day
Loving,
Moment to moment
Wondering,
Of what tomorrow brings

Knowing,
Of a future
Hoping,
For a chance
Giving,
a soul for love

Meds Update

I am now a full week off Lexapro due to my crappy insurance and a Doctor's office that is pissing me off.

Good news is that I am doing GREAT.

I got on the stuff because my daily life had become one giant anxiety attack which in turn was leading me towards depression. Or the depression was turning my daily life into one giant anxiety attack.

Either way, I can sleep at night.
I am feeling great.

No more anxiety, for now.
But I am trying not to think that way.

I am feeling good

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Update

Me?
I am doing great.
Sorry I haven't been here or at your blogs lately.

My biggest gripe now is that after a wonderful month of free samples, my insurance won't cover my lexapro.
BULLSHIT.

My Dr. is pissed.
I am pissed.

Now I am almost a week without meds and nothing is getting done.

Of course this worries me, but what the hell, problems are nothing new.
My main worry is that I am doing GREAT and I don't want to backslide.

Dr said probably only about 6 months total on the Lexapro before he weans me off.
Which sounds good, but I don't a crash ending after one month is what he wants or what is good for me.

Stay tuned.

Dead Man Walking

Dead man walking
Or at least his shoes
Tip, tap, tippy toe
Brown and shiny
And away they go.

Dead man walking
Or at least his shoes
Slip, slap, tippy toe
Old, but new
And on with the show