tough
Today was a tough day on an emotional level, as has frequently been the case these past few months. I had virtually no sleep last night. Those nearly sleepless nights often make for tougher days unless I end up on one of those highs.
I recently heard a talk that advised to dive into the sense perceptions in those moments when you find yourself embroiled in one of your mental trips. I haven't been conscious of my sense perceptions today, other than perhaps noticing the heat partnered with humidty. I haven't meditated yet, either. Perhaps I am avoiding my sense perceptions. Perhaps I am avoiding that which might remind me that I am indeed alive.
Life has been such a rollercoaster. One minute I'm happy as a clam and the next minute I'm a mess. I suppose that's an improvement. It wasn't so very long ago that I was a 24/7 mess. Things are looking up.
There's so much to do and so little time to do it. Life is an exercise in balance. Hence my lack of time dedicated to writing even though at times I feel I have so much to purge. This isn't one of those times. Instead, this is just one of those times where writing was convenient.