Friday, 20 January 2017

I am a tree

I am a tree
I am a tree
I am a tree

Just keep saying it, step back, breathe, hold the image in my mind. I like our new Psychiatrist,  like an angel sent from on high. wise, gentle, caring, soothing words, just imagine your a tree he said, ok, I said, what have I got to lose?

I am a tree
I am a tree
I am a tree

I lean towards scepticism in relation to this 'smell to get well', 'imagine you're a mighty eagle' stuff. When I try I can mostly hear my dad's voice calling me a 'silly bugger'. 

But, any port in a storm and I think it might just be helping.

I am a tree
I am a tree
I am a tree



Oh, hell. I think the kids have found my axe.

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