late. who is this I’m talking to? okay.
headache and pain in the eye. it’s all common now. remember when I was worried? well I’m not worried any more. the pain is back.
at night I lift the 20 lb. weight and welcome the pain because it makes the body stronger. I do as many push ups as I can, and remember to breathe. when I force myself to breathe it becomes easier. nature has punched my left window out.
she says, when you’re thirsty that means you’ve been dehydrated for quite awhile. I think of most people and how I don’t trust them. we don’t communicate well. I only talk a lot to people I think can handle it. I’m quiet to most people.
I layed back in bed tonight and cleared my thoughts, listened for voices, anything that was outside of myself. the deep voice of an old black man said to me, where is the son? I said back, I don’t know. I still don’t know. who was he talking to? what did he want? what was he trying to pass on? I think I’m the kind of person to be trusted. I don’t hang around much, get in anyone’s business. mostly I want to know what you’re reading, what you’ve learned, etc. I want to be completely relaxed like I was earlier tonight. get the whole world out of your system.
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