It's been more than a week and I can't get myself to a working routine yet. I feel low, tired, digruntled....in short I am not happy.
I made some sketches but did not do any painting. I just don't feel like it. I don't know what is the matter with me. I mean, there is nothing which is different from a month and a half ago.
Yes there is,
how could I forget. I have to walk 6 miles(nearly 10 km) a day getting my son to and from school since he was in a fight and they demolished MY bike. He is so frightened he does not want to go alone now he has to walk. That's a big change....stil feeble from being ill I walk....so I am dead tired.
I feel like hanging on the couch,
and sleeping hours at an end. I want to be pampered and cherished. That's what I want. I feel so lonely. Walking does that to me, no flows and no refreshing feelings for me yet. My thoughts whirl from one end to another. It makes me cry behind my sunglasses.
And my lungs don't like the walking either, everyday I get a little more wheezy(allergies and hayfever-season)
One more week till the hollidays........