Balding STILL!
I feel plants. The roots. I don’t want to move the roots. They are planted. And, well, the are rooted. They are feeling sore. The limbs feel good. The limbs are hanging. They are hanging low. Droopy. And I’m going bald. Why won’t the top branch spout? I wish it would sprout. …I suppose. …I’m not even budding. No buds. No leafs. Why me? Why? Why can’t I have a full bloom. Don’t thinking about….Don’t think about it. It’s your personality that matters. No one looks at the missing leaves and dead buds. They don’t see that the top is bald… …Yes they do. The see it. They see it and stare. …And THIS. THIS stupid report I keep seeing that entropy is a lie. Who cares? I’m bald.