Fortunately, I have friends who would say things like, "Where is English class today?" (Me: "What English class?" Friend: "English class! Today! At 3:30pm!" Me: "Oh.") And stuff like "Have you done Mr Ren?" (Me: "Who is Mr Ren??") And lecturers who say, "You have to hand in your reflections personally to your tutor at the end of the lecture." Which leaves me scrambling to complete it during the lecture itself. Thank God for laptops and multi-tasking.
I also had a friend look into my eyes and say, "You've been crying." Which I denied vehemently.
These days, I function only at the extreme ends of the spectrum of emotion. It is only during quiet moments like these, when I am sitting outdoors, feeling the breeze, that I remember who I am.
I wish
you could feel this breeze I feel,
the texture of the pebbled stone
against the soles of your feet.
I wish
ReplyDeletefor your heart and mind to be aligned and
to feel the lightness of head and heart.
- Y
oh dear...
ReplyDeletei guess you'll have to find something deep inside that can and will haul you out of the funk-state you're in...
altho feeling extremes may be better than not feeling anything at all, no?
Lydia, take care! Don't over-stretch yrself, for what's the value of an extra qualification only to suffer the loss of your mind?
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