Another depressing post about my day. This year is definitely not my year and I am not so sure how I should feel about that. Sometimes I am optimistic, other days I just feel like sleeping and forgetting about it all and some days I pretend I don’t care. Today I am just confused.
My body seems to punish me for my misbehavior, for all the sleepless nights and all the stress I am submitting it to and maybe it’s time to notice it and stop ignoring it. Today I took care of my body and as a result I feel a lot better, not jumping on the bed better, but thinking about it, so close enough. While looking at the ceiling this afternoon, I was thinking that this 365 days project will not only help me to continue writing everyday even when I’ll be done with it, but also look back at my life and see how differently I felt about the same things on different days. I think that’s suppose to make me sound like an unstable person, but I kind of feel good about that (hahaha).
Anyway, leaving aside the feeling sick part, today was also wonderful because Ephia came to give me a big kiss and a hug before going on her morning walk and she kept caressing me all day as if she knew I needed her smiles and little hands on my face more than ever. I rewarded both of them with a nice evening walk, taking them out for cake and cappuccino, just watching them enjoying their treats. So, as always, if sometimes I can’t save myself and I feel lost, they are always there to rescue me.
