Despite the bump from stumbling into the mini-comicon today, I’ve been very Meh this afternoon and evening.
It’s a combination of sad, mad, a little depressed, and very, very tired.
And I know I’m not special – there is nothing unique about my situation. Hell, I’ve got it easy in many ways. But everyone is going through it. Everyone.
There is just so much going on, and so little I can change.
Pandemic. Haiti. Afghanistan. Sick kids. Things getting canceled for a second year. Constant risk assessments. One step forward, two steps back.
It’s a ton of little hits, and they just add up after a while, and it’s got me worn down tonight.
I should really throw myself into *something* during non-work time to give my mind something else to focus on. Writing, sewing, beading, something. But that also weirdly feels like hiding from reality. (I never said I was normal.)
But for now, I’m going to start with trying to get a good night’s sleep. That never hurts.