A Spell of Funk
The past few days
have been meh! A total lack of interest or enthusiasm. The unusually sunny and
hot weather has done little to brighten any sense of existence. In bed last
night, I felt the tired of tired, but I had to fight off that feeling. It was
not healthy.
I tried to engage in
some activity, whether from the Africa Day event on Saturday that left me
unimpressed, or at church the following day, where I was left even less so. For
the Whit Walks on Monday, the preacher invited to minister was lauded not for her
ministry, but more for her celebrity and her appearance on Gogglebox.
A Surfeit of Bad News
It does not help
that, with my radio tuned to a BBC news channel, the snippets of interesting
stories came laced with a surfeit of depressing news. Abuses, infractions,
illegalities, and criminality by those who should know better, yet who would
neither be held to account nor held accountable by those who matter, for fear
of blowback.
At times, you would
think you need a holiday from the world to a place of peaceful reflection on
the beauty around you that you almost always fail to see.
The Weight of Work
On the work front,
which brings its own share of excitement, things have been somewhat depressing.
There is no wherewithal to achieve; the hours like the deepest, longest
night of a nightmare, failing to find a conclusion even as the day breaks.
Unease,
dissatisfaction, lethargy, fatigue, and listlessness leave you in recoil from
living to the full. Once again, I find myself striving to escape this state of
funk, and I know it will pass; I just wish it would pass quicker than I can
remember I was ever this disturbed.
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