The last few days have not been kind to me.
Oh, the weekend was a blast. Any chance I get to see the wonderful friends I’m now close enough to see more than once a year is a good one. I managed to go to a soccer match for the first time in a long time, with passionate fans in fancy dress, picking up chants and even getting scarfed by one of the most dedicated and singular people I know. I had a ball.
Then the week began and everything just sort of fell apart.
I won’t bore you with gory details. I’ll just say that on top of the stuffy head and general discombobulation, I’m heartsick and once again sorting and dealing with a plethora of negative emotions. This could be a possible downswing from the high of the weekend; it could also get attributed to a particular incident that occurred immediately after said weekend. Or it could be a combination of the two.
Whatever it is, it’s pretty awful.
Anyway. That’s where I’ve been the last couple days. I’ll try to get the blog schedule back on track. I know I need to. Hammering out a routine is pretty key to emotional stability, and mine continues to meander here and there without me having much control over it.
I really need to put a stop to that.