Unplugged

My iPad is a portal to reality

connecting, exploring, talking

I am the writer of this world

Lost in – Who? What? Where?

 I just had to unplug.

Food processors are evil

itchy little finger – torture

stands to attention in plaster

my delicious cupcakes altered

I can taste the tears on my face

my nerves screaming

the smell of failure lingering.

Later, Winter – she plucked me

from a rather fake Autumn

evolution of Australian weather

“Sautumn” turned to “Wautumn”

just like the flip of a switch.

I said it would happen.

Unplugged from my reality

Now, Unplugged from humanity

exiled to the same four walls

sniffling, coughing, mostly sleeping

reading Allegiant.

As the great machine of Melbourne

operates without me.

Soon – I will be back within my faction

fuelled by coffee and bagels

iPad is plugged in and ready to go

another week begins – tomorrow.

Due to little-finger-related technical difficulties I’ve found writing (even typing!) difficult so I took the opportunity to step away from my daily writings/musings to reconnect with the real world around me. Mother Nature, had different plans I was struck with a cold and ordered to rest. So I’ve been sleeping, reading, and resting for days now with a barely a word spoken to another human being. I wonder if the world has changed while I’ve been away… 😉