A picture of my eye taken by me last year. A shadow caused my forehead to look rather odd and inhuman. I had a field day with this in Photoshop.
Me
Useless thing
On son's couch
Slept there last night
Ugh
~Cie~
Note:
Falling asleep in my clothes always makes me feel particularly wretched.
I'm a home health nurse who isn't working my regular job at the moment because my patient will be in ICU for a few days. This means I'm not making an income. I need to try to get my auxiliary car working tomorrow and maybe drive for Uber Eats for a few hours to pick up a little money to tide me over until my patient comes home or the agency can find me a fill-in case. I feel kind of gross and like an extra appendage at the moment, and the poem popped into my head to reflect that.
