Monday, October 18, 2010

Music & lyrics.

If my life of late were put to music, these would be the lyrics:

blah blah blah blah stress blah blah
blah blah blah blah whine blah blah
blah blah stress
blah blah whine
I think I'll find something to buy.

The second verse, similarly, would go something like this:

blah blah blah blah I can't take it anymore
blah blah blah blah I am still on the internet!
blah blah no more
blah blah internet!
now I think I'll bake a cake.

However, in case you are worried that I might run out of rhymes, I discovered this weekend that shopping is a placeholder for other forms of self-care. Also, that I manage my anxiety better when I am writing. I'm still anxious, but I linger there less. So I am currently working on two poems, if by "working on" we mean "thinking about and taking occasional notes." Actually, that is what we mean, and it's acceptable, qua writing.

Also, I am rediscovering, as we speak, the curative powers of cake. Cake still works.


  1. thinking is absolutely working, qua writing. i console myself with that truth daily.

  2. Cake. Always cake. I baked delicious goodies today, and it totally cheered me up.

  3. I'm familiar with the lyrics, but can you hum a few bars?

  4. Not long ago I saw a card (and bought a card) thinking as I did Lisa B. would laugh at this card. This post and that card would be in complete and contented agreement if they were to meet together with a good slice or two of cake between them.



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