I don't know where my bright, happy self has gone.
I've been fighting this feeling of gloom,
that has sort of settled in the middle of my chest,
for a couple of days now.
I've tried ignoring it.
I've tried exercising it away,
I've even tried having an extra glass of wine to see if it would make me feel better.
Nothing has worked...and when I woke up this morning
I realized that today, these Blues just have to be acknowledged.
Nothing bad has happened, life is no less optimistic than it was yesterday, or the day before...so why?
I think it's just the yin and yang of life.
In order to know how happy you are, perhaps one needs to experience this sense of impending doom every now and again.
So, bring it on Blues...you have my full, unfettered attention.
I'm nestling in for the day...there is a time limit to this depression.