I listen to the wind of my soul,

and right now all I’m hearing is anger and frustration.  I’m not really sure why, but I am just frustrated with life and its issues right now.  And my SKIN is dry.  Damn it!

I don’t have anything to write about right now except this feeling and I don’t like writing when I’m angry, but I thought I should let you know that I haven’t exactly dropped off the face of the earth, I’m just kind of living in my head right now.  I can’t say I’m enjoying it a lot right now, but I just need to live through it, live through the next part of January, and see what happens.

As it happens, I’ve written a few short stories in my “real” journal that I will eventually put up here.  Who knew pain and frustration and sadness is a gasoline for creative writing? I kind of did, but not to this extent.  It’s gotten to the point that just talking to anybody makes me frustrated with them.  It doesn’t matter what it’s about.  I just don’t want to be around anyone.

I WOULD however like to go to the Toronto Poetry Slam tonight…. if I can muster up the energy/patience.  We’ll see.

Ciao. Arina.

PS. If you haven’t checked out Cat Stevens, please do so.


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