Relevancy is fading, and hiding becomes easier to do. Women cover up their lines with fakeness and make this harder than it has to be.
Real life in real time with real words and silly rhymes. Dying every day is something we all dread, laying in our beds alone at night.
Sighing and signing our lives away on leases and contracts and relationships that don’t last. Words that won’t pass. That replay in your head. Like the raven’s call forevermore. I feel like Eleanor (dead).
Well, I tried. I used to be so inspired all the time to write. I would have this craving to write. And I think it’s coming back. So I will be posting my attempts much more often.
In other news, I am thinking about becoming a Mark. Cosmetics rep. It has a very minimal start up cost, and the benefits are unbelievable. We will see how it goes.
Love,
Ray
