Episode Synopsis "MONDAY"
MONDAY I can get out of bed today. I can feel my face today. I can look myself in the eyes today. I can attempt to love the person I see, but its not me. Not today. Not today, is what I said. Monday is what I meant. That’s when I will smile. Sunday, I will prep. Hold my hands down and work. Get ready for the life I made. Face it. Deny it. Try again. Work on the present to exist. The normal I must feel. The willingness to persist. Allow me to introduce myself. I am that one chick. Loud and abrupt with whiskey breath. Quiet and unsure with weed on my brain. Illuminated with mushrooms in my stomach. Altering lives with acid in my third eye. Changing depth of perception by my presence. Lost souls on my couch. Everyone is trying. Including her and her…and her. We all feel the leeching bout of time. Our lives cumbersome. Building for that sublime. Let’s try this again. Hello. I am. Nobody. Back to bed I go. Good night to the world. All the views in this mild exposure. My face burnt from the sun. My eyes wide to the truth. I love myself. I’m sorry you don’t see it. Maybe Monday.