Monday has traditionally been a work day for me. These days Monday finds me melancholic. Energy is low and inspiration is lower than that. I try -reading, thinking, pondering, praying -but some days, like today, I find nothing. I've always been somewhat analytic so of course I'm trying to figure this out. So much of my life is so different from normal that the new normal makes no sense. My feelings can't be allowed to dominate but they crowd me into a corner, alone. I'm overwhelmed with cares and circumstances. I'm tired and sore. I don't know what I need.
Stuck inside illness.
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