No long life altering post today. It's just way too cold for that. The winter has been rough (on almost everyone, from what I understand) and I think it's really starting to get to me.
As much as I love the snow, I'm tired of the isolation. When I do leave the house, it's somewhat with my life (and limbs) in my hands. I've had to prioritize when I would go out, and that's really put a dent in my usual (if rare) activities. This means I've missed therapy for two weeks in a row and tomorrow will miss seeing my best friend.
This is wearing on me. I am a triple Earth and I need my patterns to be followed. I've spent so much time trying to establish some order to my chaos. I need that order, however marginal it is, to help me hold myself together.
As I said, a rough winter. There was this kind of dark banality to December that wandered into a rather robotic holiday season. Now everything is still and stagnating under this blanket of snow. I need my routine back.
I'll write more tomorrow.
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