Not one damn thing wrong in my whole tiny world and I woke up so anxious you could skin me alive and I wouldn't even know it.
In fact, I feel like someone did skin me alive while I slept on my clean sheets, my cat laying beside me.
I will take a walk.
I know that feeling, as if you're walking through the world with no protective skin, just open to the elements. It's a day to be gentle with yourself, maybe stay close to him and loved ones, require nothing of yourself other than what you fully choose. Sometimes, on such days, even choosing can cause fatigue so if you need to give yourself permission not to choose. Read, watch bad TV, rest. Let the sun wash down on you as you walk. I love you.ReplyDelete
*home, not him, although him works too.ReplyDelete
I love you. I'm so sorry. I love you.ReplyDelete
Angella- I mostly was gentle with myself. I am so looking forward to bed although the dreams are killing me again. I love you truly.ReplyDelete
Rebecca- I love you too. Yes.
anxiety and I have become bedfellows of lateReplyDelete
not what I would have chosen