#ishouldbedoingsomethingelse

[mentalplacebo]

Happy Thursday! Spot the doggie butt.

[arapahoautumn]

I set my alarm forty-two minutes ago. I should be getting ready for work. So much for breakfast and self care or whatever. Adulting. I feel strongly convicted this morning about my lack of writing and how much of a free spirit I felt that I was this summer. How open and full of wonder I was toward things. How enthralled by life and people that I was. All the little things. I was so in love with it all.

Maybe it was the never ending migraine that came with the autumn weather or the arthritic joints that plagued me for the last several weeks that hung over everything like a black cloud. Perhaps I was jaded by the ever failing romantic entanglements or some such crap. It’s like this toxic miasma has clung to everything.

......But the writing...this morning I’m feeling so strongly pulled toward it. Chastised that I let something or someone take it away. Today I feel a bit awakened. I see a bit of that summer wonder.

[qtqr8r]

why am I not doing any homework