So freaking tired
by Deborah Oster Pannell
It seems like each night I collapse into bed, more tired than the day before.
tonight I feel brain dead.
I will try to get an early night's sleep and get up early in the am again to complete more unfinished things from today.
So much to do.
So much to complete.
So many dreams I need to visit, though, in between.
so I can remember why I even do these things in the first place...
We build empires of things to do.
Indeed. It's an obsessive distraction from the present.
But aaah, the longing...
"So much to do.
So much to complete."
Good piece. Nice work.
My wife has solved the problem. She makes me do all the work. *
Thank you Sam. These little self-reflective pieces create a thruline for creativity.
Ha ha, Jake. She may be onto something. Delegation - the key to the universe?
The first thing I thought of was this song:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fv9oLv2oEqg
I completely empathize.
Like a speeding bullet train this little tune will either irritate you to death or propel you to rush cleaning everything in the place after which you will collapse into a deep peaceful trance.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_EIYL7yzUFE
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Amanda...nice tune... really like it. Makes me want to write even more lyrically! Thanks for the inspiration...
Brenda... another excellent piece of musical inspiration!!
You nailed it, Deborah! That's it exactly.
A powerful little meditation on modern life and how we manage to fill our days with tasks that do not necessarily feed the soul. Been there. Done that. *
Thanks Michael. Glad you can relate!
Yeah, I feel this. I'd say there's not a reader this won't connect to.