Quite a contrast to my usual pretty pastel scenes. Feelings of a smothering solitude of loneliness is my winter coat for the time being. Face muscles cannot remember what to do to create a smile. When forced to be out to get food for the cats, the plastic mask of joyfulness comes on just long enough to get through the social rules of politeness. NOW order from my brain.
Days getting longer, internal clock is all out of whack.
Numbness makes me forget. There has to be a reason, perhaps I'll find out sometime. But not now. Not with the numbness of the down cycle. I love you as much as humanly possible but, please leave me alone for a few days.