I woke early enough this morning. But, even so, I have no interest in doing anything. Not writing, not eating breakfast. Nothing at all. I want to go back to bed and sleep through the day and through the night and into tomorrow. It’s not that I am physically tired. Yet I feel mentally exhausted, as if every shred of energy that powered my interests and imagination is gone. I just want to crawl into a cocoon that shields me from the world around me. But I have obligations today I can’t ignore. I have tried to ignite a spark of something inside me, but the fire flares for only an instant, then immediately burns itself out. I hope I can conceal my disinterest in life for long enough to get through two meetings.
It is pointless for me to be writing this. But I’ve done it, so I’ll call it my post for the day.
Thanks, Patty. I did just that. 🙂
So sorry you are down this morning. Go for a drive and forget the world for a while.