It’s snowing in New York– the first snow of the season. People seem to be really excited about it– me, I am in a state of blah. The other night I told my friend, Latoya, that I might be depressed. She disagrees.
Everyone gets in a state of funk every now and again. I think I am trapped in the “woe is me” type of funk. I haven’t been writing in my gratitude journal lately, I just collapse on my bed, at night, tired and not really knowing why I am so tired.
I am conscious that I am losing sight of the fact that I am truly blessed. It’s like watching an emotional train wreck.
I miss my laptop, my ipod and the myriad of other things that are locked away in storage. I lost my ipod two months ago and my laptop is on the fritz. Some part of my brain is telling me that maybe it is a sign to not look outward for happiness. It’s like the universe is shedding all the materials things that I am dependent on.
There is this song that Me’shell Ndegeocello has on her albom, Comfort Woman, called, “Thankful” and it so in tune with how I am feeling at the moment. I would say both her albums: Bitter and Comfort Woman express my emotions better than I can express at this moment.
I’m ready for some positive thinking…