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Tag: restlessness

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Plane Trails Like Boat Wakes

So cold in the morning I can see ice crystals hovering mid-air.

I found it!

So cold in the kitchen that steam rises from freshly washed dishes drying on the rack.

Hip as Hell

Last week I was lying by the pool, not a thing to do. Seventy degrees and sunny in Palm Springs.

Spotted on a run, captured on a walk

This week I feel that I must get out of the house, do something, anything, everything I can, just to stave of the mounting panic. This week I feel trapped, like a nesting doll, inside layer upon layer of confinement. Trapped inside because of the cold. Trapped under a thick city-wide blanket of toxic smog. Trapped in a web of my own anxious thoughts. Etc.

 

 

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Sundaze

 

Some days you just have a mood, you know? Like anxiety, or restlessness…anger. Some days you have a black heart, and some days it’s grey, and some days you go to the grocery store and buy milk and toilet paper, everything white and clean.

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Uneasy

I have that ol’ Sunday feeling again. Do you know the one? I thought it was something universal, but walking and talking with Espy and she couldn’t relate. I tried to explain it to her, a few ways, finally settling on:

“It’s like I feel there’s something I should be doing, but I don’t know what.”

Part anxiety, part restlessness, part heartache, part blues…it’s a feeling I used to have often, predictably, in high school and college. But I haven’t felt this in a while, and I’ve forgotten what to do about it, if I ever knew.

Do you know the feeling I am talking about?