zombie_nirbhao

lately I've been wondering who does the deciding.

who decides if pushing [<< takes you to the beginning of the current or previous song? who decides the delay on the windshield wipers?

I have too many things to do so I'm not doing any of them.
I want to throw. I want to bike. I want to read and write letters. I want to find a new knitting project. I want to learn to love again.

I want to get the fucking obnoxious filing done since our filing clerk isn't doing it anymore. I'm annoyed that the filing is there, but very sad to know that she will be fired.

I want social outing choices beyond marriage-focused friends and my parents. I don't want to leave this chair.

I miss writing but my words are trapped by a thread between thoughts and tongue.

I do not want to go out to a coffee shop with my computer so I can chat while at the same time ignoring those all around me.

I want to play scrabble with friends.

I wish I could stop my friend's son from dying.

I wish I could stop crying.