Slow Motion Crash

When you are sad the world turns grey.

What's weird this time for me, is that I am hyper aware the azure sky is just blue. That the air is filling my lungs but nothing more.

You know your appetite diminishes. And your sleep habits are disrupted.
But the rest of the world becoming blah is usually something unnoticed. You feel it, but you do not smell it, or see it until a new light enters your life.

I don't want to do anything. Nothing interests me...not my guitar, not a book, nor good food.

I am looking forward to the next light that fills my heart and lungs with the smells that allow me to live.

This is strangely different.
Age or just the accumulated scars showing?

Yo Caesar

Beware the fucking Ides of March.

Inner

Find some strength instead of looking for weakness.

My love of mankind my strength, my dislike of men my smallness.