Pristine World
One of the consequences of this bump on the head as I was getting off the bus on July 13th and its aftermath of sleeplessness and discomfort has been a psychological "shake up" on my part. So many people I know have hit their heads, often much more severely than I did, without as many after effects. I must be very fragile! Honestly, I've gotten to the point that I am afraid to leave the house. I know it doesn't make sense.
We do not live in a pristine world, as much as I may want to. I wish I were hermetically sealed in a safety bubble, shielded from injury, disease, and disappointment. Frankly I've been feeling much better emotionally for quite a while. I've even felt happy. But the rest of my world has shaken me up.
It's silly I know. None of us has the luxury to live in a bubble, and the world is far from pristine. *sigh*
We do not live in a pristine world, as much as I may want to. I wish I were hermetically sealed in a safety bubble, shielded from injury, disease, and disappointment. Frankly I've been feeling much better emotionally for quite a while. I've even felt happy. But the rest of my world has shaken me up.
It's silly I know. None of us has the luxury to live in a bubble, and the world is far from pristine. *sigh*