Lobotomy

I feel kind of sick today, in the tummy. I am not sure whether it be for the multitude of reasons that tend to plague me, or it just wasnt my side of the bed this morning.

You came back, which is great. You with your free spirit and ridiculous nature. And now what do I do with that, the 9 day plague till I leave and no longer suffer from you.

Or suffer from anyone, I never know who the 'you' is I talk about or write about. It could be me, it could actually be you, or it could be some sort of crazy person I dont know but insist on stalking. Either way you feel further away from me than you ever have, which makes me really quite beside myself. It makes me wonder what the next few months will bring me. So what am I doing and what am I going to do with me?

Abort abort, lobotomy lobotomy. Please bring the chisel so we can start this all again!