....feeling all introspective-y and what have you today, I read something that Marie wrote: To have a heart that feels . . . and that got me thinking a bit. (Lord help anybody when I start thinking....)
I've been feeling sort of........blue. But, eh.....I try not to talk about it because in my mind, what good does it do. The times I do talk about my crap out loud, sure, it's out there, but then what? Not a whole lot, really. Nothing gets solved and then I feel like an idiot for whining. (I know.....tell people your feelings?! oh, the novelty! A therapist would have a field day with me.)
Then it came to me. I'm sensitive. Too sensitive. But, not about things most people would think.
I get anxious easily. But, not about things most people would think.
I need to have alone time. Desperately. (again, noone would think.......)
What to do......what to do.......
Keep busy by cleaning the house, I guess. (You know what I'm gonna say...... no one would think I actually clean...........eh.)
I make no sense.