Well Enough for a Do-List
I used to be really big on to do lists. Still am, actually. But yesterday was the first time I had made one in quite a while. I simply haven't felt up to it. Towards the end of our vacation, I started feeling a little off. I figured it was just the result of working hard and playing hard being away from home. But when I got back to Texas, things didn't get better. In fact, they got worse - much worse. I couldn't get enough sleep at night - I found it hard to wake up, even after ten hours of sleep. When I was awake, I didn't feel very good. Not necessarily tired, or dizzy, or depressed. Just off. Like someone had reached through time and space, taken a hold of my soul, and pulled it just out of sync with my body. It was not a good feeling. I worked hard at my job, and did the things that needed doing around the house, but I felt like I was just trying to fill in the hours before I could go back to bed. I wasn't taking any new medications, so that wasn't it. In fa...