As I’ve been down and out with the flu for much too long, I’ve felt this weird sense of time moving impossibly slow and also way too fast. It’s like this alternate universe, where I look around at nothing changing that I want to change — while everything changes around me.
This flu was a rough one, the fever had me not knowing what day it was, what was going on, even WHO I was at times. I’m so glad to be better and working my way out of it, slowly but surely…
But when will this odd time warp stop? All the things in life that I want — need — to change, are at limbo, not moving forward, not really doing anything. And being offline for a week and a half is like an eternity, with so much changing and passing me by. It’s all very disorienting.
This weekend I’ll be finally getting my weary body out of the house, even if just into the backyard to catch some rays. I wish I were back at the beach, but for now the suburbs will have to do.
I can’t feel how
I’m gonna fix tomorrow and
Yes today’s still a mess
Can you tell me what’s the point then?
It all seems meaningless
Wish that I could step away and breathe
This world’s trying to swallow me
Clear away the clouds inside my head
Someone just tell me that it’s okay now
What are you worrying about?
Got my dreams, got my life, got my love
Got my friends, got the sunshine above
Why am I making this hard on myself
When there’s so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy
-Happy by Meleni