Lately I have been feeling out of sorts, like I need a nap with Seamus lying next to me. I can't yet put into words how I am doing. I feel so flat and out of it. I just don't care about anything or anyone, it's hard to get exited about things, I don't give myself any gifts (emotional or spiritual), generally speaking I have been living in a fog.
A few weeks ago my brother came to visit. It was the best I had felt in awhile, despite that we were both cynical and pessimistic most of the visit. It was just a joy to be in the presence of someone I love and who loves me. Someone I know and who truly knows me.
The bright spot is I have (re)discovered climbing. I had forgotten how rewarding an experience an evening at the local wall could be. The unfortunate thing is that my climbing partner will soon be leaving for Texas, with every door that is closed a new one is generally opened. This may be an invitation to get out and meet some new people with common interests.
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