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I survived the block party. No bug bites. Perhaps a little more alcohol than planned. Loosened lips – sunken ships. I didn’t make any (new) enemies.

My neighbor out my window must be having a party, there were at least 5 cars in the driveway, until the hot metallic red one just left. It’s time to make dinner, but I’m still visiting with you. It’s all leftovers from yesterday anyway.

I’ve fallen into a rut. Reading through the first series of Ezzie, I see how she’s changed. She’s almost a decade older, and she’s living in America away from her friends. It seems she has stopped seriously thinking about finding a man, but that could be her rebellion against the succubus that clings to her. She’s depressed and hasn’t had a manic episode in a while. She’s discovered that she can wander around outside her body, and even fly, if she is bored or daydreaming, but she doesn’t understand all that she is learning. She may never understand it.

The other part of the rut is here. I’m blogging about my life, instead of blasting out the detritus from my brain. That explains today’s haiku: Coincidence?

Like Ezzie, I’ve lost my mojo. Time to go looking for it.

We’ll, after I’ve made dinner.

4 thoughts on “Mojoless

  1. Key Lamp September 17, 2019 / 12:54 am

    What did you make?

    • thecultofanne September 17, 2019 / 10:36 am

      Vegetable soup and leftovers from the block party. Nothing special.

      • Key Lamp September 17, 2019 / 11:17 am

        Boring food feeds boring leisure and that brings about listless pleasures. I like soup. I’m happy to eat just about anything. I’m a glutton for noms

      • thecultofanne September 17, 2019 / 4:33 pm

        Hopefully something more interesting tonight.

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