Monday therapy-esque ramblings once again, like a twinge from a phantom limb.
At some point today went south for me. I maybe it was the onset of the rain, the sense that i was returning to the work week without a clear achievement to point to, or a more general feeling of disconnectedness. I started to like writing something cutting at some point, but then read someone else’s bile filled post and felt the futility of solacing myself with snark.
In any event a hefty percentage of what’s online can easily be translated as “Here’s why everything YOU like is WRONG.” Do I really need to add to pile?
Raw weather always gets to me. And today’s chill took me away from executing an art idea I came up with in the morning. Now that seems like a pretty flimsy excuse for inaction as I look at it. At least I’m getting some cooking done. In two hours there will be stew. Maybe a drawing too.
Perhaps I just don’t trust the choices I’m making, both short and long term. Of course there’s no way to pre-determine outcomes, but I don’t even feel like I’m laying the groundwork for the next couple of years. Hrmf,
Tags: daily photo, dissapointment, emotions, Self Sabotage, therapy