Fall has been here with it's rich colors, the cooling heat and the
scent of the burning logs have surrounded the neighborhood. Halloween
has come and went and Thanksgiving is just around the corner.
Autumn
has always been my favorite time of the year. There is solace and
comfort in it, artistic creativity and a stir in my soul that could only
be comforted by creating these boundaries that makes me feel safe,
secure and bound. But Fall is slowly leaning into winter and leaving the
warm and cozy feelings carefully snugged within my dark, deep and well,
cold corners of my soul to a hollow abhorrence and abandoning the
creativity that moved my very passions into a dull mind where curling up
on a couch and reading seems to thoroughly challenge my spirits.
I
don't like feeling this way, I don't like seeing the loss of motivation
in the past few weeks that have sapped into my living energy due to an
idiotic boss that annoyingly gets under my skin. I'd like to return to
that recovered sense of self that I had so longed for months, even
years. The freedom I had discovered, the sense of feeling lightness I
had come so used to feeling, all gone and I don't know what to do
recover all of that...It hurts and feels like I've failed once again.
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