Chase the Morning

Hey, you -- crappy mood. Yeah, I'm talking to you.

You know you and your whole icky-feeling, mood-confusing, loneliness-bringing, situation-messing-up, cloud-bringing fucked-up-ness? WHY DON'T YOU EVER LET ME KNOW YOU'RE COMING?

I mean, I think I speak for most of my human comrades, here. Just a note, a feeling, a dream --- something as a way of letting us know that you're on your way. One of your clan. There's lots of types of you.

As it is, you POP out of nowhere - ruining a plan, a morning, a day, a meal - you're pretty skilled at messing things up, you know.

But as it turns out, you don't have to ruin things. Oh, yeah. I know you're quaking in your fancy-looking pleather boots and dashing coat to hear this, but it's true. We humans have got a couple of things up our sleeves. Yeah. It's called patience. Sometimes, it's called friendship. Sometimes it's called therapeutic writing/singing/dancing/screaming -- but either way, no matter under which pseudonym it glides, what it is is RESISTANCE to YOU, Mr. Bad Mood. Take that.