Here it comes again, that ever so loving feeling of discontent. I can't explain why or how or to what degree I am feeling such, because it attacks me suddenly. I have to get away from myself today. The need supersedes the desire to escape. I want to take a trip even if a day trip, somewhere, hell, ANYWHERE will do right now.
Love and roadblocks. WOW! Now that's random, but factual. Why must there be conditions attached to love, being loved and loving someone? Is this a common thing that most who fall in, or have been in love face? Why do I even sit here and tap at the keys? I really didn't need to ask that, however; I suppose I'm waiting for the answer to appear as I type. I have to put one foot in front of the other right now because if I don't I will fall to my knees, and I haven't the courage nor the strength to pick myself up today. I am exausted both physically and emotionally.
I have been noticing lately though, that I am able to become frustrated, then angry and somehow let it go. I may bark for a few minutes or even longer and at the end of the evening when my eyes are heavy, that's all that's heavy; my eyes! It really does feel wonderful, not drifting off to sleep angry. Thank you.
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