More Urgent Now
I have to get a sense of purpose–now. I am driving one of my dearest friends crazy by being overly interested in her cat. I need a life, badly.
Everything was drama, drama, drama for so long. The house, Barry’s health, then moving.
Then I got sick. I got a cold that’s worse than one I’ve had in years. Not going to do much until I start to feel better.
Now I am starting to feel better and have more energy. And I desperately need something productive to do.
I need something so motivating that it will get me up in the morning, regardless of Barry’s situation. Something I feel is genuinely important. My problem right now is that everything feels so contrived. I feel like I am trying to manufacture emotions, which never works for me.
I don’t know how to fix this.