Feeling upbeat and generally just fine until walking my usual around the wedge when it hits me like a hard right cross to the jaw.
Sadness.
For no apparent reason. No thought set it off, nothing happened to make me feel this way. It feels like a great wieght on my heart. I want to curl up, to crawl away. I want to sleep this sadness away.
Why?
I don't know why I feel like this but I cannot shake it. I cannot push it down.
If I hadn't given it up completely...I would cry.
That will never happen again.
Sadness.
For no apparent reason. No thought set it off, nothing happened to make me feel this way. It feels like a great wieght on my heart. I want to curl up, to crawl away. I want to sleep this sadness away.
Why?
I don't know why I feel like this but I cannot shake it. I cannot push it down.
If I hadn't given it up completely...I would cry.
That will never happen again.
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I used to have a job a lot like that, except instead of little black books it was embossed invitations to bigwig authors and book critics for signings and launch parties and whatnot. It was kind of cool, because I only had to stuff envelopes about once a week, but I can't imagine doing it daily.