I’ve lost my stickiness.
I’m like a sticker that has been stuck on and pulled off and then covered with lint. No longer sticky.
I feel so unmoored, so disconnected from anything solid.
What is disheartening is that as I’m drifting to the horizon, no one seems to notice that I’m floating away.
In other news, today I assembled a desk, yelled at my kids, ate more than one candy bar, took a nap, worked eight hours, and considered crying but found I didn’t have the energy to do so.
Tomorrow is another day.