im going to kill myself in the morning.
but for now there's past mistakes and embarrassments to mull over. there's heaven in the form of music that sounds best on full volume in my ears- risk of tinnitus be damned.
there's mental meal prepping that must happen for the day ahead. i may choose to live come tomorrow morning, and wouldn't it be nice then to have something cooked and filling?
there's peace to be made with the passage of time and the ticking of clocks and the progress of calendar years and my approaching birthday. there's my ongoing degree to think of, (will its completion ever even matter given the job market and the state of the world?)
there's mental notes to be made about my dog's ongoing medicine, about the gift i have to buy for my friend, the packing i have to do for the fast approaching vacation. wouldn't it be a shame to drop dead before it all? who knows.
there's my therapy session, the first of this year, left to attend at the end of this week. maybe my therapist will talk me off this ledge im on in my mind.
maybe the loud music and the prepping and planning and thinking and mulling will hold me over till then. maybe it's all temporary. or..maybe i'll never escape this cycle. maybe this is all i'll ever know- this gaping wound that seems to grow ever wider and the temporary relief of a bandage obscuring it from view for the time being, until it falls apart again or i rip it off again.










