My lack of technical abilities got the best of me yesterday morning.
My post, that had been scheduled for at 6am, published on time. Unfortunately, I made a technical malfunction, and I lost it … well I lost the last two thirds of it … AHHHHH!
Hubby entered the room as I ‘lost’ it (both the post and my temporary sanity) and he had to witness the carnage as the color left my face, I shrieked, and I saw in his eyes his thoughts, “I’ve got to FIX this, because if I don’t the dreaded waterworks will soon fall.”
After explaining my crises, he responded that he had already read it, and he saves EVERY blog post that I write (I’ve got a groupie!)!
Then I realized that, in my moment of desperation to have a published post for the day, I published the one intended for Friday, on Thursday. Then, thanks to my groupie hubby, I re-posted the one originally intended for Thursday. So, instead of one, there were two published yesterday.
All of that said, I had nothing in the works for today, and no words left to share (hum, so far the word count is 197 … so much for no words).
So, in lieu of a word-filled post, below you will find a video.
Posted in mid-August, and viral to the tune of about four and a half million views (YouTube alone), Neil Hilborn recites his spoken word poem, OCD, at a poetry competition.
The International OC Foundation defines “Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) as a disorder of the brain and behavior. OCD causes severe anxiety in those affected. OCD involves both obsessions and compulsions that take a lot of time and get in the way of important activities the person values.”
In this dramatic poetic expression, Neil says that the tics are “an intentional performance, but they are also my actual tics. Sometimes in performance they become real.”
It truly is a beautiful, thought-provoking recitation. Be aware, there is one expletive used …
itsawonderfilledlife 