sometimes it’s not so easy to know the root of WHY
but it’s apparent that it’s happening
i’m not happy
i’m doing … something.
walked for about 6 miles today in the sunshine
the shade of the big redwoods
buried a road-kill possum
and disobeyed the No Tresspassing signs
to play in the trees
got no hitch home
just walked walked walked
yoga again for hours
dancing around
but still
it persists
i’m unhappy
forgive my pushyness, babe
my sad is bopping me around like a puppet