Left To My Own Devices

I'm admitting I'm not happy living alone with no responsibilities. I remember years ago reading a bible passage that says something like God gave women kids so they wouldn't go insane, & thinking Uh-oh.

I have worked, ignored, dreamed, rocked 'n' rolled, procrastinated, misfired, resisted, idled in neutral for so long that that Uh-oh moment has become my reality for the foreseeable future.

And I'm teetering on the margins and skipping listlessly on and off the verges of dysthymic insanity.