This is all the time I have.The rest of my time is stolen away.I am timeless.I am a half-life, half-asleep,blog-posting through a blur of fatigue.My edges are unclear. My face a smear as I slide down the glasslooking out at those with lives.Wondering how they capture timeand make it bend.
Tag: Tired
Here be Dragons
Well, it’s been a while since my last dragonfly photo, and I was feeling the lack of it. Lately I’ve taking a lot of photos of horses and ponies and hadn’t had much opportunity for other smaller creatures. However this weekend I’ve been pottering round the garden taking photos, then this morning felt I had…… Continue reading Here be Dragons
Fibromyalgia and Me
I have Fibromyalgia. Well, technically, IÂ probably have Fibromyalgia. According to my doctor there is no single test that can tell you that you definitely do or don’t have Fibromyalgia. It’s all about looking at the “constellation of symptoms” and ruling out other possibilities. It boils down to me “most likely” having Fibromyalgia. There is no…… Continue reading Fibromyalgia and Me
Nothing More
I would appear To be nothing more Than a list Of ailments Existing In frown lines Yearning for slumber
I'm at work this week after a week off last week, and it's hard going! So I'm just going to post some lovely soothing wild flowers, and have a nice quiet moment 🙂
hole
I feel the darkness behind my eyes a black hole of weariness sucking me dry
this pain takes me from myself a bitter frozen shell eaten with fatigue angry with the humdrum endlessness of it all weary of weariness forgetting joy
lost words
lost words search of futility lost words stay lost oh to pour out my soul but wordless I wait abandon a hopeless task seek instead sleep
woodlouse
I am what I am and what I am right now is barely functional woken by woodlouse dive-bombing on my head shocked into wide-awake-ness I have stumbled through the day eyes dry and sore dragging my aching limb but at least it was just a woodlouse and not the sky falling in as the roof…… Continue reading woodlouse
sleep-lack
consistently weary persistently dreary walking in a grey, drab world muffled and gruffled I continue snappily less than happily if I could clear this sleep-lack if I could only find the knack to sleep all night without a break without a wake to shift my aches and pains perhaps I’d get my focus back if…… Continue reading sleep-lack
