Right now I feel scattered and sullen.
I feel lost. alone. broken.
I always seem to be at some stage of self repair. Putting myself back together hoping that this time it will stick and then watching myself slowly unravel. It’s an exhausting cycle, and there are times when I lose sight of the point, the why bother of it all.
I’m letting myself acknowledge the feelings and attempting to ferret out the source(s), but most times that’s like trying to find the loose end in a giant, tangled ball of yarn.
I will work through this…I always do, but sometimes all the crud builds up and I have to let a little steam off the ol’ brain-kettle.
Thanks for giving me a place to do that.
And your payment for listening to me kvetch is a photo of our goofy, ever-so-cross-eyed, Princess Puss.
And you’re ever-so-welcome.