This morning I woke up and it felt like my hands were not connected to my body. It was the result of a bizarre dream. Yesterday Aaron shook me awake and told me to stop shouting. At night I await sleep to shut my brain off. Instead, when I dream everything is so much more stressful. there are car chases and missing teeth and wild animals.
In the daytime hours I feel an overwhelming sense of stress over the mundane. I get this way sometimes. It will pass. I feel like my life has no direction--as if I am floating. My family, Aaron and the kids, are great. That part of my life is good. I am lucky that way. It’s everything else that makes me feel disjointed. It seems as if I should be making more out of my life.
I don’t know. A change is definitely in order.
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