Once again, I am feeling especially vulnerable and truly 'sick and tired', and of being 'sick and tired of being sick and tired'. And now..... I read this post of yours, and I feel a bit of early light making it through the cracks of my vulnerable heart into my exhausted being. Thanks for appearing at this moment when time seems to have become a gooey mush of painful and joyful memories, and of aching and yet hopeful yearnings.
Once again, I am feeling especially vulnerable and truly 'sick and tired', and of being 'sick and tired of being sick and tired'. And now..... I read this post of yours, and I feel a bit of early light making it through the cracks of my vulnerable heart into my exhausted being. Thanks for appearing at this moment when time seems to have become a gooey mush of painful and joyful memories, and of aching and yet hopeful yearnings.
Thinking now about all the ways to experience/label the passage of time. Reflecting how I have spent that time over the past “year.”