Could not get past the darkness or the tears to write
Wearing grief like a mask
Wondering how we navigate what’s next
Not knowing where I fit or how to contribute
Feeling stifled
Helpless
Frozen
Knowing my particular makeup can deepen and distort reality
But seized by absolute panic
And tears
Feeling old
And irrelevant
Desperate for an internal breakthrough
Aware that these are defining times
The navigation we take as keys to the arriving destination
Contributing to and consuming the noise isn’t solving anything
Awed by others creativity
And authenticity
Feeling hollowed out
Carvings etched and scratched open
Moving beyond a hollow of silent screams
Walk
Wander
Breathe
Reminded of the Churchill quote:
If you’re going through hell….keep going
Food
Why is this important - I am food challenged and this is a way of keeping myself accountable and actionable.
Wed: Smoothie (Breakfast); Capallini w/ garlic, squash and cherry tomatoes & chicken with salad (Dinner); Ice cream
Thurs: Egg/toast (Breakfast); PB&J on toast, blue potato chips, apple (Dinner)
Fri: Egg/Toast (Breakfast); Lasagna, salad, garlic toast (Dinner); chocolate chip cookies (homemade)