Sunday, January 4, 2015

if wishes were horses, beggars would ride

i wish i'd slept more than 3 hours last night;
i wish i'd had the energy and ability to go to church this morning;
i wish i had the energy for a long walk;
i wish this house weren't such a wreck;
i wish i had the energy and motivation to actually clean said house;
i wish i didn't have to do the dishes before i can cook supper tonight;
i wish someone else would cook supper tonight;
i wish i would force myself to write;
i wish i could stare at the wall all day and do nothing;
in lieu of that:
i wish i could read my book and listen to records all day.
 
you catch my drift.
 
i don't want to do anything responsible and hygienic.  i just want to be a slug and sit in this filth. 
 
anxiety is HIGH and i hurt all over.  i'll just have to make a list and tackle one. small. thing. at. a. time.  i can't bear the house the way it is one more day.  i don't know about y'all but if weren't for music i would never be able to clean anything!
 
grace and peace

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