This is my favorite evening air, the kind of air that’s just cool enough to cool your skin, yet not cool enough to chill through to a deeper level, a comfortable cool. The air still fresh with the smell of rain from the previous and the impending showers. It’s the week before Memorial Day, not quite summer, but too hot to really be called spring anymore. I’m on yet another evening drive alone with my thoughts, always self inflicted, not like we couldn’t have used one of the other eighteen comforters in the house, I needed a spring comforter because I sweat profusely and I have it in my head that a lighter blanket is the answer so until I appease the ring leader (my brain) it won’t shut up nagging me, telling me I have something to do, even if that something is as senseless as a new comforter an hour before the store closes, it’s a task I have to do or I can’t complete the day and we can’t rest.
ADHD has gotten the best of me yet again today. I’m on a journey to update the current program my brain is running, work out all the kinks, think it’s about time after thirty-eight years. Misdiagnosed with anxiety and bipolar depression as a kid instead of a proper ADHD diagnosis and help to manage my symptoms, I was handed pills that made me sick and turned me into a zombie that I hated. Self medicated for years and never knowing what the hell was wrong with me. I’m still figuring it out. Join me as I discover the inner workings of my brain and all the lies I’ve believed my whole life, sprinkled in with my career as a funeral director and my passion for funeral services, a little music and movie quotes, historical happenings and visits to historical places, cemeteries, museums, geocaching, tarot and all the occult, I have an eclectic interest in so much in this life and I would love to share my unique opinions and views of this life with all who care to read my words.
Oh wow, this comforter is already lulling me to sleep from the back seat.
Oh wait, that’s the cars passing by;
Oh wait; I’m driving;
Oh wait!; I’M NARCOLEPTIC!!
(Legit I am, but no I am not writing this while driving, this is a reenactment; no Undertaker’s were harmed in the writing of this blog post)
Welp! I’ve been so stressed about my first blog post; I’m done this is it! Hello and Welcome to Elegy of an Undertaker, I hope I can share my thoughts and finally do the thing I love to do, write and maybe a few people will read and relate.
Elegy of an Undertaker 