When you just ain't feelin the luvvv...

nor feel like extending yours to anyone,,,, what do you do to get it back, especially when ya cant just go to the woods with a buncha family and feel that instantaneous luv... what makes you feel better and soothes the soul?

 

lighting some incense, listening to some good music and just thinking

 

I usually light some incense, chill and meditate.

 

maybe i shall do just that... but under a big pile of blankets,,,, its chilly...

 

I either go for a walk in the woods, preferably where a creek flows, or visit my oldest grand-daughters (5 and 6) and torment them. (Just joking-- I threaten to take their favorite toys and give them to my cats. )They scream and whine, then we roll about on the floor and laugh and hug one another! Actually, I wish I could give my growing collection of cats to anybody.


Skip?

 

i like the creek,,

rest is creepy..

skip what?

 

i had to do the next best thing ,,, me bonez just ached too much to go play outside,,, tried incense,,, but me candle supply is depleted.. so incense n candles didnt work,,,,,,,



went n cooked up stuff in the kitchen....

 

Cooking is good.

Sometimes sleeping is what I need...don't sleep as soundly as I would like sometimes and it catches up with me.

Drinking some good herbal tea with some honey makes me feel good.

Also writing...just writing words that are good words.

Bright

Joy

Spirit

Silence

Serene

Skippity doo dah

Hooky looky pooky poo

Yes, getting silly is good....

Playing with Jackeddy is always a joy. He has no worries or hang ups.

 

I worked on a maintenance crew from Sept.1996 to May, 1997 at a state insane asylum. I was already dinking heavily, but I kicked it up a few notches when I joined the crew. They were ALL drunks, drinking on the job, drinking to get through the day. I soon found out why.


I saw insane people tied to beds, I saw them running loose naked, I heard them crying and screaming "HELP ME! HELP ME, SIR! I DON'T WANT To DIE HERE! WHERE ARE MY KIDS?"

I was legally drunk almost every day I worked there. I still have nightmares the few days I am sober.

It was bad.

 

As usual, I woke up hung-over with a bed-full of hungry cats, turned on my computer, took my medicine and faced another day. Whoopee.

I never erase my previous posts, they are some sort of a record of my delirious vodka-frenzies which I need to access in order to not repeat. But, it seems I do, as a dog returns to its vomit.

WHERE WAS I?

AND, FOR WHAT PURPOSE?

Yeah-- somehow, for some reason, last night, I got on the nut-house kick.

Sorry folks-- those 9 months were awful---I won't relive it again.

 

lol..... yea some of my scariest stories come out of a nut house,,, n not as a patient either... aint something i really ever talk much about either ,,,,

i got my fix too just watched an hour long national video from 2004,,,,

although gotta say it did disappoint me a bit to watch it .... made WV look like a picnic in the park...instead of the amusement park it seems to be elsewhere...

 

Try prayer. Face the Great Mystery and talk. Couldn't hurt.

 

I put on HEADPHONES (more powerful mind altering effect), then play some CSN&Y, etc.

 

Oops...

 

Hey THUDLY, that reminds me of when I was an equipment operator for Parks and Rec. They only drug tested at the beginning of the season. You know what the labels say on the pills right......It's a miracle people weren't falling off those tractors all the time. We had guys dropping tractors into canals, and the supers would say "You guys quit driving those machines on steep grades when it's too slick. It's too hard on the equipment okay....." We were like okay....sure....you bet... That stuff wouldn't happen nowdays believe me. In a million years my story couldn't hold a candle to yours though.


About the original question. Hey, our closest relatives are 1200 miles away. When I ain't feeling the love, I just call my mom. She's got a million stories. It helps. I haven't seen her in nearly 3 years..the calls are getting more frequent. God, I love that little okie lady.

 

Music is soothing to me, as is a long walk outside alone.