Losing my religion

Losing my faith in my ability to survive in the woods.
I'm out here all alone,
bears and snakes and centipedes with pinchers
all trying to have a stab at killing me softly,
inch by inch.

All the difficult little bits of life,
seem to be coming at me like fecking flies on a hot day.
FUCK OFF ALREADY

-Hi, I left my wallet on the bus this morning.
"Okay, well I'll have a chat to the three bus drivers and we'll see if
we can find it, what colour is it?"
- Red
"Okay I'll do my best, but you know the school kids are back now."
- Sigh.

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Okay found my wallet and am getting M and A to collect it today.

Told K.
"Oh dear, I said a little prayer to Saint Anthony for you darling".

Faith restored?