Case of the Mondays
Downside: Felt ALL of the emotions, sulked, pushed people away, sulked some more.
Upside: Comfort food cravings led me to (successfully) make my own Alfredo sauce.
“Your body has an amazing survival mechanism. No matter how much you may think you want to just light yourself on fire and be through with it all, once your skin nears the flame, your instinct tells you what an idiot you were for having the idea in the first place. It’s baffling how one can feel like such a coward for simply surviving. The same mind that conjures the thoughts of offing yourself is the same mind that reminds you that your circumstances are all within your grasp to manipulate. Most people can get from point A to point B naturally, but others need to let instinct set in before wisdom can seep into the crevices and pathways of that wrinkled brain. After all, some of the people in the grimmest situations with little to no possibly of escaping their fate are the happiest, because they hope they can change their future and appreciate waking up in the morning, regardless of their condition. They have the name of someone not so lucky as to wipe the gobs of sleep from their eyes that godawful morning at the tips of their tongues. Perhaps that was the secret, but all evidence points to their not being a secret at all. There’s no secret to surviving: your body does it itself as long as the mind does not intercede.”
Today’s weird.
Nostalgic thoughts always surface at 3am.
