Feeling Weird
I wonder how many blog entries in all the blog entries across time and space have had the heading, "feeling weird". I really feel like part of a global tradition now, like I really am a blogger.
I am feeling weird. Sad, spacey, quiet, dull, and then jolly, silly, happy, content, and then scared, anxious, tired, sad. My friend Gabrielle died on Friday. I was there. I haven't been out of the house much since then. I want to be in my bed, with my things, in my house. I haven't had a lot of stamina for interacting with people. Today I feel myself lightening up, getting more energy but I think it will be a little while before I am 100% La Ganga.
I am feeling weird. Sad, spacey, quiet, dull, and then jolly, silly, happy, content, and then scared, anxious, tired, sad. My friend Gabrielle died on Friday. I was there. I haven't been out of the house much since then. I want to be in my bed, with my things, in my house. I haven't had a lot of stamina for interacting with people. Today I feel myself lightening up, getting more energy but I think it will be a little while before I am 100% La Ganga.