Angel wrestling

And so I continue to wrestle with the angel and this richly running ragged mind and soulset, one minute pleasing someone, then disappointing. The colored lights and the swirling and the warp speed like the picture below still have me engulfed in blue and orange flames and I can't sleep except for that hour at the end of each evening when exhaustion overtakes me. If midnight brings elation, I awaken at four elated. If the bewitching hour has me bewitched then it's bewitched at four. When euphoria turns to fear and loss, yes, it's fearful and lost at four. Feeling it slip away is most likely to make it three.

I prefer elation at four.

It's hard to take baby steps when you're running.

Last night I wanted to unplug everything plugged yet when you can't reach me I'm more than unplugged, I'm undone.

I missed the call but heard the words.

Horns of the dilemma.........can you spin and hurtle "in control"? Just wonderin'

I'm going to hit publish and hope for the best.