Tyler Durden: I want you to hit me as hard as you can. FIGHT CLUB
Well it has been a insane week, one filled to the brim with errands school undertakings bouts of my incurable insomnia...
SIGH
It never ends all the days run into nights and before i know it a week has gone by. I have a feeling when im 76 that is what ill be saying only in regards to years just zipping by.
My head is swimming in thoughts ideas prayers mantras and echoes that talk to me all day and all night long.
Dont worry its not exactly voices and im not nuts.....yet.
I am on overload and yet i know no other way to be.
Today Highlander cleaned my house and i could of cried at his thouroghness, the baseboards the methodic way he vaccumns. Ill never be that good. Never. Something about my eyes sweeping over the clean, the organization, the sanity i see in a spot free mirror in the bathroom...i can hardley stand the feeling of euphoria ...
It doesnt last long i assure you, with 4 kids a few hours at the max.
As i sit here my mind is far ahead of me while my body is a fallout. Not motivated not dedicated you whine whine whine ...the drill sgt yells at my eyelids.
Still they are half lit and i havent had a drop to drink and it seems all week i havent had a wisdom to spare.
I am adrift tonight. Had a great date with my love, got a flat tire, rode home in silence as i thought about life.
Sometimes were flush and sometimes were bust.
And life goes on.
I praise you God that when the flat happened the kids were not with us , that made the task of changing to the spare a fairly easy process.
Silver lining found.
Goodnight
s.o.t.d
I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the Lord sustains me. —Psalm 3:5
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