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Let’s Talk.

Communication.
Causes problems.

Or lack of communication.
Causes problems.

The lack of understanding.

I Can’t Talk.
I Can’t Speak.
I Can’t Understand You!
What are you saying?

Inability to express my needs and thoughts.

In Spain now.
I cannot communicate better than a 3 year old.

It is frustrating.
Extremely frustrating.
Causes hatred.
Frustration.
Fear.
Rage.

Just today, I bought a leaky water.
No big issue, but I have no way to explain it.

Blah!
Wah!
WaaAAAAA!

Like a pouty three year old.
I point, yell and shout.
I am not yet to the point of crying.
But who knows, maybe I should just start crying?

That might shake things up.

Cry it out!
Let the emotions out.
Cry it out!
I just need to CRY!
and SHOUT!

So, do you want to talk about it?

Ode to Coffee.

Oh dear Coffee….

How I missed you!

A morning fast yesterday.

Doctor appointment.

Blood work needed.

“Come on an empty stomach” They said.

So no coffee yesterday.

And how angry I was!

Taking away my precious!

My precious coffee!

How I need thee!

Coffee!

How good is Coffee!

I get my coffee today!

But, now I have to pee.

Let it BE.

Doubt.
Fear.

Doubt.
Fear.

Doubt.
Fear.

But mostly FEAR.

Why?

I don’t even know.
No one even cares.
Everyone is worried about themselves.
All of their Cares and Their  Worries.

Why worry when they are not worried about it or even me?

Is that defeatism?

Maybe.

But, it is freeing.

If I let it be.

Yes!

That’s it…

Let it be.
Let it be.
Just Let it be.

Why is it so hard to just let it be?

Fantasy.

Fantasy.

Planning a Trip.
Looking ahead.
Looking back.
Never here.
Never like RIGHT HERE.

What if?
Regrets.

What if?
What if I did this?
What if I did that?

I miss this.
I miss that.
I miss her.

What if?
What if I did this?
What if I did that?

Instead.
Instead.
Instead.

Too many What ifs.
Too many Instead.

Just live life now.

Control.

Let go of Control.

We have a rental car on this trip.

Going on 6 days traveling now.

But, I have been the only one driving it.

Due to control.

I don’t want to let go.

Fear.

It always comes back to FEAR!

Thinking I am better.

But, I backed into a trash bin yesterday.

Ahhhhh.   ERGH!!!  WTF!

Crazy!

What was I thinking?

Well, I wasn’t thinking.

Travel companion is allowed to drive, but I have not done it.

Over Controlling on my part.

I want to look and be better.

But, obviously that is not the case.

What’s the worse that he will do?

Surely NOT hit a trash bin!!

“Here, you drive!”