ENCASED

I think it is the day, the day that we can celebrate - the day that everything in the world is good and solid and...

I wake up, shake myself down and shove a Medius finger up in the air...

I am asked to remove swear words from my vocabulary, impossible, now I will just (reason unknown to self) swear in every way that I fucking well can! What goes on in my brain, honestly, no fucking idea. ADHD and Tourette's of the keyboard, art material, life moments, it is something after all these years I have gotten used to.

It maybe, will take others time, I am sure of that.