Lyrics: “Polaroid Picture” ~ Frank Turner, 2013
Last Sunday I was in the hopeful “Get up and start again” mode and only a few days later I was in a slump. I blame the season. The pandemic. My grief. My anxious mind about work related issues and other things. But mostly the fucking pandemic! I didn’t feel well rested, even though I slept long enough. Both nights of the weekend so far, which is annoying.
This morning I thought today’s post would be quite mournful and sad and grumpy again. Instead of starting to write it though, I watched two more “Superstore” episode and then picked up a friend to drive to other friends (and their children) to visit with for the day. And what can I say? I’m still or even more so exhausted, because being social for 7-8 hours takes a toll these days. On the other hand my mind feels so relaxed and recharged. Just… other people to talk to about life and stuff. Children who don’t much care about the world outside yet or what will happen tomorrow or worry about what was yesterday. They still live mostly in the moment and I envy that a bit. But in their company it was easy to do the same.
I felt similar when I logged off a long Zoom call with another friend last night. We hadn’t talked to each other in a while so there was a lot to catch up on and it was lovely. I need to make more of an effort to spend times (offline or via video call) with friends.
