Not so good.

I've been getting too dizzy, too often. Almost daily.

Two writings- One more of a song, the other more of a poem in progress.

Will post them later tonight or tomorrow.

Quick little poem I wrote in class.

To write-only to erase

So quickly with haste

Dry, ink. You must not.

That last streak, you have been caught

I see you, you vanish

You're gone now, less panic