operating on low revs
Jan. 20th, 2015 01:38 pmSame old stuff I've been dealing with for the past few months, but it's been taking it out of me recently. I'll have some fun book news tomorrow, but that's *business*. I find it hard to just talk, though. I carry around this invisible backpack stuffed with anxiety, hurt, sorrow, and anger, and it makes me tired. And it leaves me tongue tied.
There are still beautiful things! But it's hard for me to write about them. But like this morning, there were these two oak leaves chasing each other just like sparrows. I had to look twice to see that they weren't, in fact, sparrows. But I find it harder, these days, to find a reason to post something like that ... Maybe this is a separate problem, unrelated to paragraph 1. But the mood established by paragraph 1 affects my judgment, so it plays in.
There are still beautiful things! But it's hard for me to write about them. But like this morning, there were these two oak leaves chasing each other just like sparrows. I had to look twice to see that they weren't, in fact, sparrows. But I find it harder, these days, to find a reason to post something like that ... Maybe this is a separate problem, unrelated to paragraph 1. But the mood established by paragraph 1 affects my judgment, so it plays in.