I AM not alone in the world.
I WANT another beer.
I WISH to turn the page.
I HATE. Wait. No I don't.
I MISS my life.
I FEAR this is my life.
I HEAR but do I listen?
I WONDER why I ever quit smoking.
I REGRET that I can't have a cigarette tonight.
I AM NOT strong.
I DANCE with my lover on soft cotton sheets.
I SING often.
I CRY not often enough.
I MAKE WITH MY HANDS whatever may need making.
I WRITE and hope someone reads.
I CONFUSE myself.
I NEED to focus and be productive.
I SHOULD drink less, sleep more, eat better.
I START freaking out if I think too far into the future these days.
I FINISH with a smile on my face.
I'M GLAD I'm breathing.