I came home tonight feeling very small. Worn out and beat down from all the day to day stuff that just takes a toll out of me. There's no one thing that made me feel this way. Rather, it is the constant grind of endless days being somewhere I don't want to be and doing something that, though I love, can become so much repetition and tedium.
I decided the best way to deal with this feeling was to just give in to it. So, I spent the evening cleaning, rearranging and trying to make some order in my ordinarily unordered living space. That in itself is an uphill battle and, truth be told, it didn't make me feel any better. The bigger part of me wants to wallow in this self pity but that annoying little voice inside screams out, "Snap out of it!" I hate that voice but I know it's right...
Just get on with it already....
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