I've just realised how prolific my writing is at the moment. I always use my blog as a means of coping; of finding peace in the turmoil of life. But I had no idea how disturbed I was at the moment until I saw that I have fifty six blog posts for February and it is only the ninth day. Shite.
My lack of sleep and restless mind is spewing forth a whole heap of crap. Like a hippo marking its territory after beating another male, that shit is going all over the place.
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