I feel numb. Its not that bad kind of numb that you feel after something really traumatic has happened. Its that kind of numb that you feel when NOTHING has happened. And nothing keeps happening. Well, not nothing. But not really anything out of the ordinary.
Its another plateau.
Not a building, hill or mountain in sight.
I babysit Monday-Thursday. Sleep in Friday. Work Saturday and Sunday. Repeat.
I don't have any intellectual stimulation. No conversations at coffee shops with friends. Eh, but once in a blue moon, when there is time (which is rare), I get a date with the guy. But the conversation is limited, strained, and mostly revolves around work, the weather, and other superficial topics that neither of us really cares about.
I feel numb.
Is this how my life is going to be?
1 comment:
Life goes in spurts of routine and adventure. The spurts are there to help you rest up for the adventure : )
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