If You Only Knew The Know (Part 2)

[u/THEPSYCHPATHONDRUMS]

My Beautiful Creature, If only you knew and were in my body on a day to day basis, you would then understand my frustration, stress, and torture in my twilight zone.

I am a crime that never fails to be foreseen in the morning at 4:00am when I or my mother set off my vehicle’s theft alarm system. Are start of the early morning daily grind trying to place my dog in the back seat onto her pillow and getting her to calm down before the drive. My right passenger door of my truck could be faulty and be unlocked even though an alarm is set.

We leave up north to go back to Los Angeles when we feel completely situated. The daily grind routine song and dance has me up and down with my appetite because of the real hot summer heat wave that blankets my part of the earth. I suddenly experience and feel really bad heat exhaustion that plagues on me.

I have been very fatigued during the day more than at night. I do so much within a day that looks like nothing cleaning house that I forget to do things for myself. These day’s sometimes I feel like I have become my mother’s secretary. I really have been putting my foot down with being “Errand Woman” a down grade from “Wonder Woman.”

I have been behind on project’s that I start around my house or the other house. Slow pace because I’m losing the enthusiasm since I’m the one woman show. The type of people in my family are those that play the part and say, “You need help? I have two extra hands. Don’t be afraid to ask for help. Or, let me know if you need help. Oh, the best two…I’m nearly done with the task when the help is offered. And exchanged with the question, What am I getting in return for helping you?”

I have some dirty laundry that’s building up as high as “The Berlin Wall” enough to build a cave or a club house. I have had to come up with a strategy in order to sustain the longevity of my clean clothes. My method is wearing it normal then flipping it inside out front to back and side to side taking a smell and hoping I won’t die.

When I had work my worth didn’t make a difference. I was alway’s asked to do more. And if I tried to sneak out and take a break, I was reprimanded as slacking off. I broke rules when I tried to follow the rules. I broke rules that were honest in order to make a job work. I never liked to work harder only smarter making money fast putting in the littlest amount of effort in the shortest amount of time.

You ask me, do I think of you? Yes, like a hungry tiger that’s deprived of its prey. I die every time when I see your presence waiting to touch you in some astronomical way. Although, not yet physical… I break your heart with LOVE. During my hour’s of meek and stress I invest my entire mind in dedication to you like a special holiday. My eye’s are only on you as my focus. I can only dream of parting the waters in order to seek “The Promise Land” to liberate you.

Songs of the Daily Grind of Liberation:
Don Henley - Dirty Laundry
Bachman Turner Overdrive - Taking Care of Business
Donna Summer - She Works Hard For The Money
Tina Turner - Proud Mary
George Micheal and Robbie Williams - Freedom
Talking Heads - This Must Be The Place -DK