Back from a walk and I could no more imagine doing it than I could yesterday but thankfully, it really does not require imagination to take a walk. You just put on your shoes and open the door and step through it. Take another step. Etc.
Probably most things, or at least many, are much the same. Keep the imagination out of the way and just step out the door. Wearing the proper shoes, of course.
Maybe instead of anti-anxiety medications, we need anti-imagination medications. Maybe we need believe-in-magic medications. Maybe we need have-faith-in-a-higher-power medications. Maybe we need give-it-all-to-god medications. Maybe we need amnesia medications.
Or maybe all we need to do is go to church or meditate or do yoga or plant a garden or join a choir or do cross-fit or drink green tea.
I don't fucking know.
I just know that some times are harder than others and I am the first to agree that the person who makes my hard times harder than others is none other than me, myself.
Well, not to be all existential or anything but I have some thinking to do.
I'll try not to use my imagination. Or hell, maybe I'll try to use it in new and fabulous ways.
I'll let you know if I discover the secret of the universe or something.
Meanwhile, one foot in front of the other.
I'm not even going to worry about the shoes. Sometimes it's best just to go barefoot, the better for your toes to clutch the ground.