Kaleidoscope of a tired brain

Thoughts crackle along. Mere skeletons. No flesh in sight. I let them roam. Freely. No food to give them, to grow them.
No need for worry. This too shall pass.

On the other hand. Or rather in the other's hands. A cherished moment. A bird. Unwilling to escape. Contrary to me.

A resolve never to torture a single sentient being with my presence grows by the minute. Delusion is a bliss, but I'm too paranoid of a parrot to delude myself any longer.

It is true. I haven't given up. I'm just hibernating.
Recharging patiently.

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Hugs&Coffee,
~Josie~