Funny you’re the broken one but I’m the only one who needed saving
Cause when you never see the lights it’s hard to know which one of us is caving
Today’s post is a mish-mash of everything that is going on in my life. First off I’m completely uninspired lately. I’m tired too. I don’t want to write anything. And when I do, it’s plain old shit! There are stories that come to me in dribs and drabs. But nothing reaches out and gets me. No pictures, paintings, words, photos, songs, etc. inspire me. Even my novel resides in my brain, collecting dust. Fuck, I hate this drought!
I woke this morning already tired and wanted to go back to bed. After a shower, I did my hair and drank coffee. I looked at my face in the bathroom mirror and swear to you there were Gucci suitcases under my eyes. Roger Darling gave me hugs and kisses while I whined and bitched. I called him a fucker more than once. The man laughed and hugged me some more.
After letting my car warm up, I grabbed my purse and lunch and headed towards the door. The Wonder Schnauzers started barking in full force except for Heidi Jo. She was snuggled in a blanket on the recliner. How I wished I could stay with her.
“Drive safely honey, I love you,” Roger yelled over the obnoxious barking of the dogs.
“Love you too. Drive safely,” I screamed back as I slammed the door.
We’ve been saying that to each other ever since my accident in September. Took an accident where I could have killed a boy to realize that life is precious.
As I traveled my usual route to work, the first notes of the song Stay by Rhianna began to emanate from my sound system. I’ve heard it so many times in the last few weeks. The lyrics tug at my heart. There’s a story in it somewhere. Just not sure what it is yet. Damn, I hope my muse comes back to me soon….
I thought about the conversation I had with my tattoo artist yesterday. We made plans to get my half sleeve started in mid April. I’m so excited. Of course I’ll write about it and take pictures too.
I have to get a plug in for Joey. He’s a genius. He has a new shop in Saline. Yes, my friends in Saline, MI there really is a tattoo shop!
203 Michigan Avenue
Saline, MI 48176
I did get to play with a baby this morning too, so life isn’t totally crappy. We chased each other up and down the hallway and made incoherent growling noises. It was super fun.
Time to finish up some work and then maybe a story will come to me. Something sexy? Perhaps. Romantic? We’ll see. Inspiring? Dammit, I hope so…
Hey! Where’s that baby? I have to teach him the F word.