Am I just another silent, un-echoing blip in the Universe? Or maybe something, something at all?
I feel like the former these days. Listless, unenergetic, uninspired. Not bored by any means but defeated. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Nowhere to recharge, just give give give.
There has got to be a better way. I’ve lost the fight in me. It still doesn’t feel good (I’m writing about it, aren’t I?) but before too long my eyes will sink and and I’ll go hollow inside.
I’ll live thru my children and count my blessings and sadly, wait for death to tap 3 times on my left shoulder.
Unless…?