Warm Feelings From Within
Things around me change yet I remain comfortable alone
I sit at the edge of this bed while I listen to the endless silence surrounding the room. I could play music and I could get myself into the groove. I’d rather not — seriously no.
I can’t say that I don’t like silence because sometimes it’s necessary. We talked about all the topics we could and we made every day filled with purpose.
So why not lay here and listen to nothing — just silence?
My throat is so dry, I haven’t said a word all day — no reason why. No one has called or Facetimed. No one has stopped by asking if I’d like to hang out or if I’ve been okay. That’s quite alright because it makes me feel as if waiting on someone is a responsibility.
Do I sound the same or do I sound like an actor or actress from a “ No Smoking” commercial?
I’ve been in the bed all day and my hair is a mess — extremely matted. Picture Anna from Frozen in the meme where she’s getting out of bed and her hair look’s like a nest; yup that’s me. Too tired to brush my hair or worry about looking cute. One more day inside wouldn't hurt. I said I’m fine.
I was supposed to go grocery shopping today but my crippling depression has affected my entire day. I want to go outside, but…
