Lost at sea
Jan. 7th, 2009 07:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shapeofthingsIt's been a rough few days. We're both sick, I'm off work, and a lack of things to do has lead to too much introspection, angst and emotional upheaval. Consequently we're both feeling a little physcologically delicate this evening; a bit lost, lonely and isolated, a little inadequate, impotent and vulnerable, and still frustratingly sick.
What do you do when you're under attack from the might-have-beens, should-have-beens, could-have-beens? How to find a smile when you're feeling all at sea? Take one rubber ducky, some water and detergent. Just a little smile, ok?
Don't fall for the cool, calm and collected front - this duck is pure mischief
Torpedo launched... boop... boop... boop...
Wheeeeeeeeeeee! Ducksplosion ahoy!
I hope ducks don't get sea-sick!
Ah, the picture of innocence, like butter wouldn't melt in his bill...
Be honest now; did you smile?
What do you do when you're under attack from the might-have-beens, should-have-beens, could-have-beens? How to find a smile when you're feeling all at sea? Take one rubber ducky, some water and detergent. Just a little smile, ok?
Don't fall for the cool, calm and collected front - this duck is pure mischief
Torpedo launched... boop... boop... boop...
Wheeeeeeeeeeee! Ducksplosion ahoy!
I hope ducks don't get sea-sick!
Ah, the picture of innocence, like butter wouldn't melt in his bill...
Be honest now; did you smile?