The lethargy is upon me. It comes as now with gentle fingers, caressing, seducing, sending my thoughts into a paralysis of anti-motivation. The day crawls by and I cannot find any focus; have no desire to even attempt focus. The world passes by my blank stare, coaxing no participation. I fold into myself, distant emotions washing around me far away. Eventually this will end, but for now, the world is grey.
I wrote that yesterday. I'm very lucky I never actually feel quite that down, and even when I do feel vaguely like that it doesn't last very long.
Not long at all. I woke up this morning and ST told me I shouldn't be so happy because it was too early. As I was driving along on my way to work I was as happy as I've ever been. The air was crystal clear, and everything around me had such a vibrancy to it I could barely breathe. There was a sense that everything was almost too perfect to be real.
I drive to work at the best time of day in Summer. It's not long after 6am and the sun has just risen. On a bright morning like this morning you can just feel the life in the trees, and even the cars on the road are beautiful.
It's a very distracting feeling to have when driving on the freeway.
My dad once told me that to rise with the sun set everything right ... If only the lethargy would stop blocking it from my view.
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