“We suffer more in imagination than in reality.” — Seneca
At least that’s what I’ve gotta tell myself.
Writing another last minute post. At the last minute. At the end of the day. At 23:55. Because my ability to tell that time existed today was waning.
So I get to write something short and sweet because I still haven’t finished writing anything of substance.
Pretty sure substance is in the eye of the beholder too. Or ear. Or mouth. Or nose. Or something.
Just as a reminder to myself in the future.
Today is the day that I decided to bring an urgent matter to the entire leadership branch I work with. So tomorrow I get to plop a meeting down on everyones calendar that most people are hesitant to use.
This is going to be fun.
I did get to go to taekwondo though, and play some D&D through digital teleconferencing software. I have missed posting the videos I’m making an effort to get posted for my little art project. I’ve continued to feel as if I’m running on empty. And I miss my kid.
It’s weird though. It’s way easier for me to schedule a meeting on people in perceived positions of authority and speak with them plainly than it is have challenging conversations with family members.
For now.
Baby steps.