Hey, Miss J!

I will say this to Miss Lyst… I sincerely hope – Miss – that you have at least completed that series you planned off that Crood fanfic.

It’s short for crying out loud! It’s a short off one of your shorty short shorts!

Since I won’t remember this post after it’s up – as this is yet another pre-write – I hope I don’t look or listen back with feelings of frustration.

I tend to swing between three moods. Frustration, bitter disappointment, and happiness. Why on earth would happiness be at the butt end of that line? It’s simple really… For the longest time, happiness was at the butt end of everything.

In fact, it was so far in the back that it couldn’t be found anywhere.

I know there were bright points when I grew up, but the older I get… the fuzzier the memories become. I’m not sure if that’s because of my medication or an overall melancholy feeling that I’m starting to notice a tab bit too often.

It’s strange… and something I hope I’ve spoken with my psychiatrist by now. Sometimes I have brief or lingering periods of pensive sadness. I might be thinking of little to nothing at all. Fortunately, it’s not like the crushing bouts of depression I’ve experienced for over twenty years.

Thank goodness for that.

~J. Lyst

What a strange feeling… once again at nearly 1AM on October 23, 2023…