ah, finally out of my two-week funk. what i lovely feeling. these past few weeks, I have felt like i was standing in molasses any time i needed to go or do anything. the alarm at 4:30am was like the voice of satan, practice felt like torture and commuting seemed to take YEARS (not minutes).
it was.... a challenge.
but this morning, the alarm seemed only its usual level of annoying, practice felt vibrant and fluid, and all of my travels have felt far less...epic.
i think a day spent truly resting very much hit the spot. also, chatting and thrifting with wonderful folks doesn't hurt either. nor does trying on a shiny blue body suit and thinking, "hey, this kind of works." huzzah for pleasant surprises.
slowly, slowly i am coming into myself again. body, mind, and whatever else there might be to it. it always takes longer than you think it should. but then, don't most things.
p.s. i promise to post pics of said body suit. and all of the other wonderful things i have allowed myself to procure lately. it is just not worth it to feel like you are presenting a stranger to the world each time you leave the house.
LAST WEEK: No Compassion
THIS WEEK: New Feeling
it was.... a challenge.
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| This was basically me for all of May so far (i.e., Gloppy of Molasses Swamp in Candy Land.) |
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| ...actually no, far more like this. |
but this morning, the alarm seemed only its usual level of annoying, practice felt vibrant and fluid, and all of my travels have felt far less...epic.
i think a day spent truly resting very much hit the spot. also, chatting and thrifting with wonderful folks doesn't hurt either. nor does trying on a shiny blue body suit and thinking, "hey, this kind of works." huzzah for pleasant surprises.
slowly, slowly i am coming into myself again. body, mind, and whatever else there might be to it. it always takes longer than you think it should. but then, don't most things.
p.s. i promise to post pics of said body suit. and all of the other wonderful things i have allowed myself to procure lately. it is just not worth it to feel like you are presenting a stranger to the world each time you leave the house.
LAST WEEK: No Compassion
THIS WEEK: New Feeling
so happy to hear that you've ridden through your funk and gotten to the other (brighter) side of things. It can be hard to keep at the grind when you're in that state of mind - everything takes longer and feels harder. I still feel as though I'm in that place...and I likely won't be out until quals are over >.<
ReplyDeletelet's catch up sometime soon. I miss knowing what's going on in the life of cyndi.
oh man it is hard - but it is marvelous when over :) your gloppy time will soon end - WOOO!!!! hooray!!!
ReplyDeleteyes absolutely let's catch up indeed -- skypey skype or some such...YES! we should make a date...
xoxox