Skip to main content

A Weird Mood

Today was a weird day from start to finish.  I had lots of thoughts today, but none about things I need to be thinking about.  I need to get some stuff done, but didn't feel like attempting them today.  I think it's because I was afraid they'd stress me out, but the irony is that by putting them off, I'm stressing myself unnecessarily.

Today I was thinking about someone who means a lot to me, but frustrates me too.  Part of the frustration is the distance that has been between us recently and part of it is there actions and some of them are mine.  It's rough when friends or family mean the world to you, but they also cause you pain.  It's hard to balance at times and once again, stress is caused.

I didn't want to face the day this morning.  I didn't eat a lot.  I didn't drink a lot.  I basically didn't really move today.  I had wanted to do a few things, but I couldn't get motivated.  I don't want to call it depression, but today, I just felt a little empty.  Like something in my life is missing and I know I can't have it.  I have pieces, but I don't have it all.  I have other things in life that aren't important in the grand scheme and they stress me.

Tomorrow I have some plans.  My mind will be elsewhere.  It had better be.  I don't want to ruin what should be a fun day.  Today was ruined from the start.  Albeit, the day was going to be one of cleaning and shopping, but it was important I got back on track.  Got the little things out of the way, because I need to get these petty distractions out of my world.

Tomorrow is now today and I'm not feeling much better.  Time to turn it around.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Random Thoughts At 2:44AM

Most people I know do not care about knowing the truth or facts, they only care about being the one who passes along information. I wonder if I could privately ask people why they use social media (honestly), what their reason would be.  I don't think people without a sense of humor, realize how much fun the world can be. Even during the hard times.  So many of us spend time thinking of mistakes and regrets, but if we really think about it, we've probably dodged more bullets than missed boats.  You know when you sit by yourself reading, sipping some coffee or tea and you don't think about anything, but what you're doing? That!

White Privilege

This was a post I wrote on Facebook after surprisingly not seeing any moaning about the Documentary by Jose Antonio Vargas, titled White People Dayyum! I just scrolled my timeline and not a single white person got their feelings hurt by White People. I unfortunately haven't seen it, but the number of fake accounts that popped up on twitter, tells me it was a damn good show. Here's the thing. If someone of color aka non-white says "White Privilege," are you offended? If you said yes, then you are exhibiting white privilege. It has nothing to do with how hard you work or study, how you stayed out of trouble, because here's the thing, that is entirely the point. Somewhere out there, there are 100 Black, Spanish, Native American, Arab, Asian, who worked and studied as hard as you and never got in trouble, but they don't have what you "earned" or achieved. Stop looking at the one person you know who isn't white that achieved as your benchmark. Loo...

Lists

Americans are obsessed with lists. Christmas Lists, Top Ten Lists, Shopping Lists, Hell, when I was a kid, one of the most popular books was aptly titled, The Book of Lists. We're obsessed. I make lists all the time and while I try to use the universally accepted limit of ten items, they rarely end up that way. That being said, lists are a terrible thing. I have never, not once in my life, used a shopping list. You know what I'm good at? Shopping. I buy what's on sale, forgoing the avocados this week and buying some peaches that looked ripe and at a bargain. I walk down every aisle and find things I'd never think to add to the holy list, but now see the large can is but 89 cents. Lists keep us from exploring. The inspiration for this, was not a rebuttal to a friends first blog, in which she lists things, proclaiming lists are a part of her life. No, this was inspired by a comical moment had at 5:18 in the morning. I went to get a glass of water and gazed in the frid...