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
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… 😉