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After watching
On my computer
I love it that
That last lady
In it
Was off the stuff
Three weeks
Saying it's consistently
Said by users
And those in recovery
That meth is the devil
Saying she'd rather
Shoot herself
In the head
Than do it again
I hope she makes it...

...Like I hope I make it
Here in this  house
Where it's cold
As I start thinking about writing
Letters to people
Because my cell phone has no signal here
Two of them
Still without a WIFI signal
It makes me laugh
That being a hermit
Seems so funny
As does my turned-around-sleep pattern
As of late
Then I start worrying about what
People think of me living in the night
While sleeping all day
It's so quiet here at night
I worry about making even a sound
At 2AM to take my dogs poddy
Or get some wood
At least
No one bothers me here
Awaking me during the day
When it seems to be my night lately
How do I turn it all around
It only seems to happen
When I am with people like
My brother and his family
Where time is on a regular bases
Breakfast, lunch, dinner, desserts
Thanks to the momma of that house
Who got me back to "normalcy"
For a time
Back to sleeping all day
Wasting time at night
When it's cold and
The rest of the town is asleep
I have to write.

10/23/2015 2128PST cj

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