I've missed you.
Life is a funny thing in that it can often get in your way of actually living and doing things you truly enjoy.
My life seems overwhelming most of the time, where I am simply just looking for the next break to catch my breath. This doesn't seem like truly living to me, nor is it particularly enjoyable to feel that way.
I think what I miss most is myself, hanging out with me and enjoying the small things in life, making plans and staying connected with my inner person.
This has been an overwhelming week and I have had very little time to myself so I feel in a constant state of recharging just enough during sleep to simply make it through the day, but nothing beyond that.
I miss the creativity that used to come from solitude, the inspiration that would flow when alone, the clarity that would rise when it was just me.
I definitely also remember the sadness I used to feel all of those years I spent, but the sadness is much more intense and there is pain of being hurt by those you life with. Which is better? Which is worse?
Peaceful, joyful, contented, simple, free...that is how I want my life to be.
No comments:
Post a Comment