Dear me. Yes, you!

Recall that time you made a fool of yourself?
Your so-called friends, laughing and pointing

You grew stronger with every struggle
And maybe now, you don’t even recall
You are still here and where are they now?

A cherita letter shared with What’s Going On?

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Today I’m feeling:

Good again, though I woke up during the night and can start to feel the rising anxiety (good anxiety) of returning to work and being in the classroom again. What with all the disruption from the flooding at the end of last semester, it seems like such a long time since shepherding my students towards enlightenment!

Today I’m grateful for:

All the free time that I have had to read, write and think. Particularly to work hard and focus on writing poetry.

I know that this free time is coming to an end and I will have to concentrate on getting things straight with all my lessons for the next few weeks.

I feel confident that I can do it again, just as I have done before.

The best thing about today was:

Stretching out my shoulders with a little bit of dead hanging. Today wasn’t filled with anything particularly exciting otherwise.

What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?

I succumbed to an afternoon nap again but felt pretty good as Amy put Tigger next to me and he settled down there, chatting away when I turned over.

I’m also feeling a little dizzy from the reduction in sertraline and also not taking Tramadol for two or three days. I don’t feel particularly bothered by it yet but will try and push through it.