There is a fog over the Greater Birmingham area. It's been hanging around the past week or so. This morning I couldn't see two blocks ahead it was so low and thick. The other day, I came over Doug Baker Blvd and couldn't see the top of the mountain, it was eerie.
I'm so tired. I may have slept 4 hours in the last 48, 6 1/2 in the last 72. Yes, I've been busy with work and I pulled an all-nighter with some girlfriends Friday night, but it's a deeper problem than just being busy. I, like the city I live in, have a fog hanging low and thick. I can not see the next or the last moves and something in that makes me cringe to the deepest level and I just can't put my heart to rest.
Thankfully though, my body can't quite handle the level of restlesness that my heart has become accustomed to, and soon will crash whether I like it or not. Tyler's totally right, I do need a day off. Call it a mental health day -- sleep in till 9 in the afternoon (good song btw).
I bought a new dress today. It's soft and rusty orange colored and makes me feel like even more of a redhead. I see the beginning of a long and beautiful friendship. Ha... if my other dresses could talk... Gosh --I'm glad they can't. Oh me.
Now I'm just delirious. I'm going to post this before I decide on titling it something stupid.
14 July 2009
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Why is it that we so often make the choice to be unhappy? Why do we cling so
fondly to the past while the future becomes the present and quickly passes
us ...
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