I haven't posted much lately, mainly because I'm adjusting to the decrease in daily light. In other words, I am slightly suffering from the change in season on top of my never-ending life crisis. With the change in light and my subsequent change in mood, I find myself withdrawing from the world even though that is the last thing I need to do. Connections are my greatest source of happiness. Hopefully, this mood won't last long, and cheery me will kick the crap out of moody me.
I hesitated to tell you readers that my spirit is dragging ass, but if I can't tell you when I'm down, I'm going to close shop and go blog somewhere else where I don't have to care about anyone but me. There is so much more that I would probably say if I didn't have a blog stalker, so who knows, I just might close this shop and take a few of you with me. You know who you are. Either that, or I'm going to blog my blues somewhere else, and keep posting the lighter side here.
On the bright side ... I'm loved, I have close ties with my family, God hasn't forsaken me, I'm in excellent health (or at least I'm currently convinced that I'm in excellent health), I'm not that guy who inherited 10 millions dollars but now is broke (I saw that story on yahoo yesterday), I have a job, I am not one of those people who needs advice from Dave Ramsey, I have extra food in my cupboard which I intend to donate to the homeless shelter, I can read and write, I value the air I breathe, today's warm breeze, and whatever those little white things are that have been blowing everywhere lately. I don't know what they are, but they look like dandelion bits, heaven forbid, but no matter, because they seem to be following me everywhere (even inside my car), and I could use a little company.
All is mostly well in my world, so what right does my spirit have to falter?
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Your spirit has every right to falter... how else would you know that the "good" is actually good?
ReplyDeleteI hope you will be OK soon. I think those are cotton puffs that might be following you around, LOL, they get on everything!
@Nikki -- I hope so too! Cheery seems to enjoy being a tease. Cotton puffs huh? I will have to ask around.
ReplyDeleteIt is common for the spirit to falter when the dark comes sooner. But, as you said, you have a great support system...and me. You have me. How much more Coffey do you need?
ReplyDelete@Coffey -- I'm glad to have you and I really missed you last week! You are right, "SAD" is a common occurence, so I'm not sure why the transition always catches me by surprise. I'm really grateful that the change isn't totally debilitating for me. It's just a minor hurdle, and I will adjust.
ReplyDeleteDoesn't driving home from work in the dark just plain suck? I feel the same way. Time to drag out that artifical sunshine lamp I have - it really does work... I just feel like an idiot sitting in front of it for a half hour.
ReplyDelete@Iggy - yes, it does. And so does having to change clothes and go back out to the gym, but the gym seems to help me from falling off the cliff of gloom, so I go. I don't think they sell those sunshine lamps around here. I guess they think we get enough light being so far south and all, but there is never enough daylight for me down here in the winter. I don't mind the chill, just the dark shadows!
ReplyDeleteI just sleep more, I figure if it is dark out, it is either time to go to bed or not time to get up yet. And we;re talking it gets dark here by 600PM
ReplyDelete@Jay -- it gets dark here too by 6 p.m., and that makes me want to hibernate which I no likey!
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