Well friends, it's been a minute, hasn’t it? I'm feeling a little overwhelmed by what to write because so many things have happened since my last post. On my ride in to work today, while jamming to The Eurythmics, I decided I needed to write something (ANYTHING), to combat my rapid descent into depression. I feel like a mere ghost of my former self. I don't know how to explain it really but it's like I'm living my life in someone else's body. Unfortunately, it isn't Beyonce's body. I keep hearing a voice in my head screaming "This isn't me!" You probably know what I mean. It's like I'm watching myself in some depressing azz movie. Like so many posts before this one, I don't really have a direction for this, so I guess I'll just catch you up on a few life events. Because of a silly accident several weeks ago, I still don't have full use of my right hand and my doctor says it might be permanent. Lawd, I hope not. You should have seen my bedroom after the incident. My room looked like a bloody murder scene from the crime show The First 48. After the ambulance ride and emergency room stitches, I was out-of-commission for a few weeks. Well, maybe I was just not myself. (Like, duh! ) Frankly, my mind has been consumed by dark thoughts, so I think it's better to withdraw from the world, rather than infect someone else with my morose affliction. I don't feel like seeing anyone, going anywhere or doing anything. I just want to be. So, that's why you haven't heard from me much lately. I'm beginning to get it together though. So far, so good. Or more accurately; so far, so fair. It may not be exciting but it's better than being so far, so bad...just like this pitiful, depressingly directionless blog post.
Sorry y'all.
