It's happening again

sleeping too much, barely eating, overthinking, not wanting to talk to anybody, but no response when I do...

I've done the whole get out and socialise thing. Put on a warm happy face, say hi, make chit chat, random kindnesses, create smiles. But at the end of the day when I am sick, and my children are sick, and money is gone, and bills are due, and groceries are few ... and it might be nice to recieve a "hey, how are you?" In return...you realise what a stranger you are, living in a darkened skip bin of no second thought.

We're only human they say.

Hmm... that must be some low value kind of thing, to be only human.

from dirt and dust we come and shall return. But what of the dreams and divinity that fills our lungs? Perhaps they are just an illusion afterall.