I’m in an energetic swamp– no actually that does a disservice to swamps. Some of them are more beautiful and alive than what I’m feeling.
Outside the sun is shining. It’s nice temperature for walking. And I feel as though I’m dragging around sandbags every time I take step. All I want to do is escape into trash novels, binge TV, glasses of wine, and a down comforter.
All of the conditions that would move me forward are dependent on outside forces. Decisions that keep getting put off, deadlines that get moved, solutions that don’t fix the problem. I take deep breaths. I massage my clenched jaw. I try to resuscitate my exhausted patience. I slog through another day.
I often have some blues as the seasons change from summer to autumn. I’ve also heard astrological experts say that this malaise is widespread and reflected in current events. Whatever the cause it sucks and I want it to go away.
Are you feeling like gravity got turned up and you’re wearing lead boots? Many people, including my wise Aunt Peg, have said that when you’re feeling sorry for yourself the best thing to do is to help someone else.
If you’d like some support to get through the doldrums let me know. I can help. Or tell a friend who’s feeling this way to get in touch. She’s not alone. We’ll help each other out.