I waver back and forth between a house in the country (mainly his wish, and my daughter’s) and a small minimalist (aka empty and void of all nonessential clutter) place in/near the city with access to this, that and the other*.
What is the answer? Continue reading “Will nature calm disquietude and restlessness?”
Last night after dinner I went for a walk.
And by walk I mean the opposite of walking. I mean mostly standing around and talking to people. 😀
Continue reading “Talking as a form of exercise 😀”
Disclaimer: I’m feeling sorry for myself. Don’t be rude or obnoxious in the comments, I’ll block you. None of my self-absorbedness in this post means I’m not anxious or active in other, more important things going on in my family, community and beyond. This post isn’t a tally of what I do for others; I don’t feel like justifying myself to anyone today. This is my blog and today, this is what flows out of my head and into my keyboard. Sorry not sorry.
Some days I feel like I’m living inside a bubble.
I don’t mean to imply the bubble is an isolated, lonely entity of solitude, because there isn’t much of that despite still staying home most of the time. I just mean the lack of external obligations has me more isolated than usual, and for longer than usual. Continue reading “Living in a bubble”
A really bad mood has overcome me today, just out of the blue. In the later part of the afternoon. Continue reading “Mood”
I have no words.
I have no will, either, to make them flow.
Are we still in a pandemic?
It’s all just so…heartbreaking. Overwhelming. Tiresome, that we are here, again.
There is no place to escape. Continue reading “Unstable, unrest”
Earlier today I texted a friend that I had a list and I was going to be productive and get things done. After all, it was raining, gloomy and cold; what better time to stay indoors and get some chores tackled?
My friend checked in with me a few hours later assuming, incorrectly, that I had accomplished at least some of the tasks.
He was, of course, wrong.
Continue reading “Fed up”
I woke up this morning intent on finishing part iii of my Derailment series (part i, and part ii) and decided…nah.
I’m sick to death of that topic.
Doesn’t mean I won’t finish it at all; I just need a break. It’s about writing and the challenges I faced during my climb out of the abyss in getting words out of my head and onto a screen. I love writing about writing…even if my actual writing is nothing but drivel. 😉
But that post can wait.
Instead I flipped a switch in my brain to get out of this funk. Seeing sun in the sky on the horizon helps. Several other things attributed to this change in mental focus as well: Continue reading “Fresh start”
I wonder if Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) was invented by moms and dads who were raising small children among an ever-expanding sea of tiny, plastic toys… Continue reading “Obsessive compulsion”
I’ve been saying that a lot lately, haven’t I. Like my earlier post from a few hours ago which was all ranty and full of expletives.
Sorry. (Not really.) 😐
Apologizing is a very Canadian 🇨🇦 activity so sorry for saying sorry when I’m not really sorry. 😄
Continue reading “About my sorry-not-sorry comments lately”