Friday night musings

The noise never bothered me
Not for years
Even when I first got sick
Now things are… different
Difficult
There are too many voices
Too loud
I can’t discern one from the other
Constantly cycling
Filtering
Translating
It wears me out
I can do it though
I can keep doing it for now
Keep biding my time
I have to stay on this knife-edge
Where I have some kind of balance
Clarity where I can keep writing
Keep recognising as much as I can
Keeping the spirits at bay
Keeping the right spirits at bay
I wonder if I’ll run out of energy
For now it seems I won’t
I can keep doing this
One more week
Then three weeks off in the outback
Disconnect – I wonder how I’ll be