Writing helps me process the bad times and find the silver lining.
21/8/2020
4 beers deep
And I feel like Bukowski
And his Hot Water Music
But for its smashing pumpkins
And it amuses me to think
Of the Red Hot Chilli Peppers
And Meatloaf
And all the other food bands
Korn, Emimem’s and Bizkits
We used to laugh about them
The Cranberries and Pearl Jam
At the nightmare chef job
Where we worked 13 hrs no breaks
While I slowly died inside
A little more each day
No one ever told me
Psych meds make you drowsy
Desperately trying
To keep my head above water
It goes with all the other
Little miseries that make up my past
So I bleed onto the page
And feel cleansed
Of some of the hurt
This life has given me
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Shortly before getting locked up I was working as an apprenticeship in an up market restaurant. I was lucky for the opportunity but trying to do chef work while taking Seroquel was a seriously bad idea. We worked hard and one day started thinking about thinking about Salt’n’Pepa, Hall and Oates and all the food bands. It was a welcome mood of light heartedness in another wise miserable period in my life.
Writing helps me process some of the bad times and find the silver lining.
Very skillfully evoked. It’s another poignantly expressed chapter in your life offering insights to your readers and showing how writing can be expressive cathartic and healing and simply pleasurable and rewarding too for its own sake
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Thank you, Christo, for sharing this amusing anecdote. The job sounds like it was very stressful! I am glad you are writing. Take care! 🙂 Cheryl
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Thanks Cheryl, it was indeed a very stressful job but I learned a lot. All the best
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