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I'm not a fan of days like this. When I can only daydream of another life. Of a happy life. All I can feel at this moment is the need to be alone, in a dark room. I mean a room so dark it is completely devoid of light. There I could curl up in a ball and close my eyes, shut off my brain and drift. Not thinking or feeling, just drifting.
On days like this when the thought of happiness seems unobtainable, I can't even have that. Why isn't there a reset button I could hit? Why can't I start over without this baggage? Why does the thought of more time seem so unbearable? What is the point of all of this?
1 comment:
Hi Don,
I'm someone who's never commented, but am sorry to read of your struggles. I don't have anything meaningful to add, but hope you are able to have support from your circle of friends and family, to lean on them when you need. I found your site because I liked listening to your radio show Ska Beat on the Internet Archive - great memories! I wish you all the best,
- Steve in PA
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