Just a Little Bit
I feel a little bit more lost than usual.
I don't want to spew thoughts on here, because I feel like it would come back to bite me later.
It would be akin to writing in a teenage diary, but not making it a personal, private thing, but a public thing.
Part of me wants to scream to the heavens right now.
I don't even know why.
I am a little bit scared.
I am a little bit angry.
I am a little bit confused.
I have some beer every week or two.
It's not even enjoyable anymore.
Nothing holds joy.
Nothing.
Is that supposed to happen?
The things I used to love are gone.
The things I loved.
The things I loved to do.
The people I loved.
The people I used to see or talk to.
This covid shit isn't helping matters at all.
I thought it would be quicker.
And that's a problem.
Jeff - Time to pack your bags and head north to the woods and water.
ReplyDeleteJust wanted you to know that someone is listening. I can't imagine losing your father just prior to this corona crap, and not being able to really have the human connection when you need it the most. I'm not going to lie and say it get's easier - because it doesn't - it is just..... different (will 13 years for my dad shortly).
Take care my friend, head north (at least as far as Btown-until border opens), and try and find some part of life to enjoy again. In the meantime keeping taking pictures because they are truly awesome!
Vickster
Thanks, V.
ReplyDeleteIt's nice to know it's not screaming into the void. And yea. Woods and water. I need it as much as anything.
You rock.