One of those mornings
It is one of those mornings where all I want to do is stay in bed and cuddly up with my comforter and forget all thoughts of the chaos around me.Things to be cleaned, organized, written that I have no energy to do. Conversations to mull over, books to be read. I just want to lay here in the inbetween, between existence and non-participating existence.
I want to forget everything that has happened in the last week and pretend I didn't lose someone, didn't have strep, and didn't have to take a week away from the world. Actually it would be kind of cool if I could erase the last few years from my life...and only keep the happy moments, the joyous moments. I suppose the good would not seem so good in the absence of the bad.
I hate these lethargic moments in my life. Where there is no motivation to do anything, to engage anyone, to write anything, to create anything.
Perhaps if I take a step...as hard as that is...take a step toward living, toward the mess, toward the chaos, I will instinctively have the energy to take the next step.
Ok I am going to make a list...

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