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Icelandic swans in the living room.

Posted Mar 18 2009 3:05pm

V. tired. Cannot make actual sentences any more. Going to dance in living room to sounds of Yasmin Levy & other strange singers who never stick to one language…

if that doesn’t wake me up I’m going to bed and I shall refuse to care that my To-Do list has grown legs and is in danger of leaving me in search of genuinely sentient life forms. Suspect the couch may be a more promising suspect at this point.

Its, oh, so quiet

Its, oh, so still

You’re all alone

And so peaceful until

Hump day. le sigh.

On the incredibly bright/weird side I’ve noticed a pattern to the exhaustion…

Used to think I got tired because introversion sunk me like a fishing weight. That’s what I was told. But maybe it’s more like I’ve been sourcing energy from just about everywhere except myself. For a long time now. Could I have done anything else?

And if you remove the battery (ie. the other person/object) then isn’t it only natural you’d suddenly feel overwhelmed and exhausted…

Afraid to rest because it means having to rediscover the way to turn lead into gold come the morning…?

Something shifted and I’d love to know how it happened, only…

Softly, softly works the magic of the night until swift as lightning you see energy dancing with moonlight, and it pulls you from the gnawing fog. Come dance with me.

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