I am not me.
I don’t know who I am anymore.
I’m not even a shell of someone I used to be.
I’m nobody.
To the nth degree.
I am not me.
I don’t know who I am anymore.
I’m not even a shell of someone I used to be.
I’m nobody.
To the nth degree.
Susan Jarreau - Of Dreams and Disasters 
I have that feeling sometimes so I become Mae West. Until I can find myself again. Because Mae West rocked. And she wouldn’t put up with any shit and that’s exactly who I need guarding my back while I’m absent.
LikeLike
I love that! What a great idea.
LikeLiked by 1 person