Sometimes I just want to be left alone to do my own thing. I want peace and quiet all on my own . Sometimes I just crave peace.
Last night hubby messed with my phone How I wish he’d left it alone. Now it’s being so picky Even doing this post is tricky. I am not a happy bunny No none of this is funny. I need to sign into everything It’s all getting under my skin In a bad mood now I just might pick a row Like a dog without a bone How I want to be left alone.
“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “sink/sank/sunk.” Use one, use two, or use ’em all and get bonus points. Enjoy!”
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Do you ever have that sinking feeling..where you feel life slipping away like water wooshing down the plughole of a sink? Do you wake up every morning not really fit to face the day …like a ship that sank to the bottom of the sea? Looking back is life a sunken wreck? Nope? Well that’s good.
Hi everyone LindaGHill is here with our prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week she said: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “stick.” Use it as a noun or a verb; use it any way you’d like. Have fun!“
So I have decided to write a few of the Landay – The Landay is the poetic form of Afghan women. The poem is 22 syllables long and contains 2 lines. 9 syllables in the first and 11 in the second. Rhyme is not specifically called for but a great many do rhyme at the end of each line. Subjects can include, but are not limited to, war, separation, homeland, grief, or love.
LindaGHill’s dropped an email n my inbox , it said: “Friday has arrived! And so have I with your Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. We’ve decided to do a big, overdue cleanup of the house today, so I won’t be around to help with any issues in the comments. Feel free to jump in. And thank you! Here’s your prompt:”
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with over.” Find a word that starts with “over” and use it for your prompt. Enjoy!
Back prepandemic in 2019 those of you who know/ follow me helped me through the last withdrawal from all pain medication I was on after breaking my back. A few years prior to that I managed to get off of tramadol. That was a long and hard journey but I got there so when it came to getting off of Gabapentin I thought this can’t be so hard? It’s a neuropathic painkiller. I totally overestimated there I was overoptimistic. I had been on it for over eight years, massively, overdosed, overprescribed, overlooked and overwhelmed by it all. I weaned myself down from four six hundred mgs, four times a day to one hundred mgs twice a day then finally 100 mgs every other day. With no great help from the doctors who just want to hand them out like sweets to keep me quiet. It was easy for them to just hand them out to me and say “You’ll need them for the rest of your life”
I shared up to a point until I was taking one 100 mgs morning and night one day and just one 100mgs in the evening on the alternate day. Then down to one pill every other evening. I have said nothing since 2020 but I am pain killer free and have been over four years now but even more important I am no longer measuring the pill free time. I had to stop and think when I was last taking prescription pain killers.
Yes, I am free, the physiological freedom, the purging of needing is truly great. If anyone is going through the same journey I will say it is not easy. Emotions, physical pain and true fear are battles to fight but if I can do it anyone can. I am not pain free but I am drug free. I have kept quiet about being free of all my medication because at first I was afraid to actually say it out loud, publicly. So please keep it up if you are going through withdrawal of any kind. Drugs, drink, gambling, being in an emotionally bullied situation. Do persevere, do ask for help do let friends and family in. I cannot overemphasize the importance of letting people help you on your journey. That’s all for now. Thank you all for your support over that time….
A confused but lovely Linda has given us our prompt for SoCs this week she said: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a song from your childhood.” Think of a song from your childhood and just write. Have fun!
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As a child our house was full of music, from Pat Boone to Adam Faith and all types in-between! Mum and Dad were both deaf but they had a little hearing and they had their favourites too, Mum loved the big musical show numbers from Carousel , South Pacific , Porgy and Bess …she also loved Roger Whittaker. Dad loved classical music and his favourite was Maria Callas. They influenced me as did all my brothers and sisters! As I said, from Pat Boone to Adam Faith and beyond and all points in-between. Maybe that is why music is so important to me. Now what on earth among all this music stands out as a song from my childhood? It’s very hard but two stick out and they are both very different.
Adam Faith Who Am I
And Roger Whittaker, Mum’s favourite, The Last Farewell.
Linda is here again with the prompt for her Stream of Consciousness Saturday, she told me “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “scene.” Use it any way you like. Have fun!“
As its an S day on the A2Z , even though I am not doing that particular Challenge let have a Snapshot in time.
Let me set the scene….It was a hot day which was unusual because not only were we in Britain but we were in Scotland and right up the top! We were on holiday in our mini (ex police car) . It was hot and we drove all day without seeing another vehicle or person, we saw green fields , blue skies and lochs, and mountains.
We ended up nearly running out of petrol but as luck would have it we found a cottage with even for then ,1972, an old petrol pump. We knocked at the door and an old chap came out and pumped up the petrol by hand….I bet he was glad we had a mini ! It looked similar to the one below .
It’s Friday again—And Linda is here with your Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. For the people who participate in Linda’s prompts and who are joining the A to Z Challenge this month, she’ll keep April’s SoCS prompts appropriate for the letter of the day. Here’s your prompt for this week:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with mono.” Find a word that starts with “mono” and use it in your post. Enjoy!
Today is monochrome whether the sun is shining or the sky is grey and it is grey today. The colour has gone it will be back but for now a light has gone out of our lives.
I got up this morning and there was no hobble, hobble no wagging tail no excitement to see me. The same happened when hubby came downstairs ….. Nothing.
Memories: Ruby and I would sort the world, we would spend hours chatting, sitting in the garden, walking in the fields or cooking in the kitchen. Okay it was a bit of a monologue but I knew she agreed with me, she understood me and we never argued. She monopolised my time, and hubby’s too yes especially hubbies.
No you didn’t need a monocle to see that Ruby was the light of our lives she was a rainbow of joy and love nothing monochrome about her.
Well I really don’t want to become monotonous so I had best move on before you all become monophobic! I shall move on and say happy Saturday to you all.
Good morning it’s Saturday and I have an email from LindaGHill, she says :”Your Fridayprompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with gen.” Find a word that starts with “gen” and use it in your post. Have fun!”
Generally I can usually think of something to write for Linda’s SoCs let’s face it I write most of my posts SoC that’s me a panster! For some reason today I genuinely can’t think of anything….so here we are having a gentle ramble through my mind as I desperately try to come up with something.
My usual genres are a poem or flash fiction or a heated rant but none of those are generating anything useful today. So unless a random wondering Genie comes through the back gate I shall just be using all the words I can think of beginning with gen.
I was listening to the radio yesterday and they were discussing the iconic photo of David Bowie with the lightening flash across his face which was drawn on with lipstick… David looking very androgynous… Yes challenging gender before it was so fashionable.
Talking gen let’s have some Gene Genie!
Bowie is sadly missed by most generations mine included. Now there are other gens I could use but that would be pushing it on the ramble stakes so I am going to leave this here and say happy Saturday to you all and leave you with another song.
It’s the first Friday of April and Linda is here with our Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. Linda said: “For the people who participate in my prompts and who are joining the A to Z Challenge this month, I’ll keep April’s SoCS prompts appropriate for the letter of the day. Here’s your prompt for this week:”
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “antic.” Use it as a word or find a word that contains it. Bonus points if you do both. Enjoy!
Well Linda is up to her antics of getting us to use our brains! Here is my little effort!
Love Antic
My love is gigantic Familiar and romantic No need to look for the semantic Forgive me if I am too pedantic My voice is *sonantic To get to you I’d swim the Atlantic My beliefs are *Vedantic Making my heart *marantic
*sonantic: adj. 1. ( Phonetics & Phonology) phonetics denoting a voiced sound capable of forming a syllable or syllable nucleus. 2. inherently possessing, exhibiting, or producing a sound.
*Vedantic: Vedanta, also known as Uttara Mīmāṃsā, is a Hindu philosophical tradition that is one of the six orthodox schools of Hindu philosophy. Wikipedia
*marantic : verrucous or nonbacterial thrombotic endocarditis, is characterised by the deposition of an amorphous mixture of fibrin and platelets onto heart valves. Although not commonly a cause of death in forensic practice, it may be associated with systemic embolisation.
LindaGHill is here with our prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday, she said”Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “the last thing you emptied.” Think of the last thing you emptied or something you empty often and use it as your prompt any way you like. Have fun!“
Well I do love a cup of coffee, sadly these days my my tummy cannot tolerate real coffee but I have discovered a decent instant that I enjoy. So something I empty often is a coffee cup. Like everyone else I am always emptying things like, washing machines, dishwashers, tumble dryers, dustbins, sinks ect ect. So rather than rambling on about that here’s a little story about Death… His job is emptying the world of its dead. This story is about how he emptied his cup, his skeleton and a Starbucks.
WHO EMPTIED STARBUCKS
Death was back in Starbucks again drinking coffee he’d sent out invites but to the other three. Like last time he had made his mark He’d emptied the place those not dead sat stunned in the park He finished his coffee, it was his second cup Looked at the clock and decided his wait was up. He knew his friends were tardy but enough was enough He was busy collecting the dead and their stuff. He rose from his seat and made for the door Leaving a trail of black coffee on the floor. “Damn coffee goes right to my feet” Off he stomped out into the street. Pestilence,War and Famine were out having fun, Too busy to join him, forgetting that he’s number one! Behind him the cleaner followed with a mop Turning he flashed a smile, the man fell with a plop! Scooping him up as he went on his way mumbling to himself the start of another bloody day! He did not need the others he was the boss, Whatever they caused he picked up the loss. So if you see him keep on his right side Don’t offer him Columbian coffee you might hurt his pride!
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