thinking

It's been interesting being more able to see all the multifaceted layers of sabotage as I've finally worked through what blinded me in the first place.

Carrot on a stick. Psychologist said I'm easily led. But I'm not the docile sort you want following that carrot...

And now, long afterward, I can see why a return to whatever good old days hopes and dreams can never work out.

I was a fox enticed out of a wheat field. Then I was a pet dumped on a highway. After that I grew into a feral shadow haunting the dark. And now I'm sitting out in the open, thinking about when I was a fox in a field.