It’s still here.
Shortly after my post yesterday, I crawled into bed. I stayed in bed, asleep, until noon the next day; Today. The sleep was deep, the dreams unremembered. My appetite is pretty much non-existent.
It’s like a octopus. Long, deadly tentacles, that can grab a hold, wrapping around and pulling me closer, and its with sheer will power (and not much of that right now…) to keep it as far away from me as I can.
But it still has me.
I have friends, I know, waiting to see me pop up online… But, sorry guys, just… not into it right now.
I want to crawl back into bed. I have been forcing myself to stay away from the bed, but now that it’s closer to a more reasonable time to go to bed, I will probably be back in there shortly.
I hate the Darkness.
I hate how it engulfs and takes over everything. How it distracts, and stops all creativity, all thoughts, all of… everything.
I hate the Darkness.
You’re not alone in the hatred.
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