poke me in the eye

Most of the time a fail to see.
I am looking, staring, watching, but I do not process the images.
The images seem to blend into each other, no characteristics to separate them.
It is mundane, prosaic, or just ordinary.
As I begin to examine this lusterless scene, the finer parts come to focus.

Something inside me must actively keep the focus.
Too many intricacies fight for the focus.
Breaking it down and causing blindness.

Nut abouts Christmas

Schizophrenia - Do You Hear What I Hear?

Multiple Personality Disorder - We Three Kings Disoriented Are

Dementia - I Think I’ll Be Home For Christmas

Narcissistic - Hark The Herald Angels Sing About Me

Manic - Deck The Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Offices and towns and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants and...

Paranoid - Santa Claus Is Coming To Get Me

Borderline Personality - Thoughts Of Roasting On An Open Fire

Personality Disorder - You Better Watch Out, I’m Gonna Cry, I’m Gonna Pout, Maybe I’ll Tell You Why

Obsessive Compulsive - Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle, Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells..............

Sherman set the WABAC machine to the 80's

Some random halloween.

Ink and Paper

Last week I found out my friend will be moving. It isn't the end of the world, but I know how bad I am on keeping touch and such. In my we wittle mind I often think to myself that "they don't want to hear your boring kids stuff or non-eventful weekend adventures" and when that sits there for more than a few seconds I just blow off reaching out.

Gonna take a little more effort on my side to keep it going.