I woke up in a funk. I over-snoozed and after 45 minutes of being awake, I still don’t feel like myself. I was feeling so good all week and now this. Where did this mood come from?
It really bugs me when I can’t figure out the source of my bad mood. I know sometimes you have to just let time sort it out for you. I’ve been trying to embrace the Zen-ness of that but as a control-freak over-thinker, it’s no easy feat. Throw into that mix my impatience with myself and we’ve got a mess up in this mind of mine.
Any of these could be the reason or the combo pack of reasons why I’m all down in the dumper today:
-ch-ch-changes on the horizon
-birth control messing with my emotional balance
-lack of exercise
-embarrassment over sharing TMI about my “O” situation in yesterday’s post
-trying to be a girlfriend after years of not being a girlfriend
-feeling disconnected from myself, my heart
-not enough sleep from staying up too late watching old episodes of Grey’s Anatomy
-over-attachment to blogging
-worry about a friend
This too shall pass, as they say. Right?
“Set me free, leave me be. I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity./Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I’m supposed to be./But you’re on to me and all over me./You loved me ’cause I’m fragile./When I thought that I was strong./But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone. . .” – Gravity, Sara Bareilles