I think there’s a saying about how, “what a difference a day makes.” Well, in my case, it’s more like, “what a difference a night makes.” As I type this I wonder if I go back to bed for the second time today (Saturday) whether I’ll get up feeling more like the way I felt pretty much this whole year so far, or if I’ll get up still feeling “blah.”
There wasn’t anything unusual
about my night. I believe I slept well and yet I could hardly keep my eyes open
the first time I got up at 6:30 am. I was back in bed before 7:10 am, Kuma
watered, latte drank and slept for more than another hour. Sitting here typing
I feel like I could go back to bed for the whole day. I have no energy
whatsoever and it’s hard to keep my eyes open.
It's not like I have a huge “to-do”
list, although I do have one. It’s not like I worked my ass off yesterday. The
human body, or at least my human body, is a wondrous mystery. Is it trying to
tell me something by being so tired? Am I too out of tune with my body to recognize
the message? Is my mind playing tricks on my body? I just don’t understand how
I can go from feeling great one day to feeling so tired in simply a matter of
hours…hours that were supposed to re-energize me.
So, I guess I’ll simply ignore
the to-do list and take myself back to bed and see if more rest will give me
more energy. Lord knows I really hate feeling the way I feel right now.
Well, Kuma and I did spend the
entire day in bed. I put on Netflix and watched most of a rather boring
program, “Runaway.” We did get up to make and eat lunch, but that was it. Now,
as I type this so I can post it, water is heating to boil spaghetti noodles for
my dinner. The salad’s already made and it won’t take long to fix some garlic
bread.
I guess I could be rather
depressed about “wasting” an entire day, but I’m going to choose to look at it
as a necessary rejuvenation…nine great days followed by one that, I hope, will
renew me for another nine plus???
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