I’m going to take a break from the blogging- both writing and reading- for awhile.
For a bit now I’ve been struggling with some depression. Bunch of crappy and semi-crappy things going on, my sister is dying of cancer, I’m under a bit of stress at work, which I still hate, and some other stuff that I can’t articulate. But it’s meant that I am being relentlessly hard on myself. Which takes the form of my inner voice beating me up at every turn. Which culminated in me waking up the sqvirrl in the middle of the night and announcing, “I am slovenly and slatternly.* I am a really bad person,” and then bursting into tears. It sounds kind of funny now, but it wasn’t at the time. Moreover, this kind of thing has happened multiple times over the last couple of days. So need to take some mental space time to work things out. And since the work must.be.done, it’s the blogging that cannot.be.done to give me that time.**
So, all 7 of my loyal readers, I’ll catch ya on the flip side.***
*The sqvirrel pointed out I am probably not slatternly in the sense of being slutty or whore-ish. But I like the alliteration and the Dickens-like atmosphere of the phrase
**If time is not linear, then why is my time still so limited. Why hasn’t someone figured out how to co-exist in several moments at once so that I could do all these things at once. Also, while I’m in the realm of physics-that-I-do-not-understand, teleportation for humans would be nice by now.
***What does this phrase mean, anyway?