Paralysis gets you nowhere
As I’ve channeled my energy towards acceptance and openness since this weekend instead of the boots on the ground I expected when I started this week, I’ve found myself in some sort of somber mood that is something short of paralysis. I don’t know what to act on, so I’ve become motionless, still, and sort of calm.
Today though, I began my day in a heated argument on the bayou and ended the night with a note left on my car calling me an ASSHOLE – I sort of shrugged it all off as if I was on some mood altering drug.
And I’m not.
I started meditating again and I have become passive. It’s sort of where I am and it’s fine. It’s calming, it’s different, and it’s like being a zombie only different.
We’ll see how long this lasts. My friend who called on Monday told me that not getting out of my pajamas after noon was a sure sign of depression and I said, I actually feel quite good.
Paralysis gets you nowhere, but maybe nowhere is where you want to be.
February 28th, 2013 at 1:09 am
Yay for pyjamas — next best thing to being naked.
And that last sentence… can I quote you? Because it’s brilliant! It’s also how I feel.
O how I love you!
Mudd
xoxo
February 28th, 2013 at 9:24 am
OMG Mudd is all I have to say – if I knew yesterday, what I know today, I’d have been brilliant back then. Love, R