It’s back.
I don’t know why it decided to slowly creep back into my life, but the past two days, it’s made itself pretty comfortable. It’s made sleep impossible, it’s completely taken away my concentration, it takes the fun out of work, it portrays hills as mountains, & makes me a monster.
I can’t relax under it’s control. I can’t find happiness. I can’t find the light.
Usually, it’s presence is before a six month scan, but not this week. Why must it return? What does it want from me? What am I supposed to do?
Projects keep it at bay, once and a while. At times, writing helps, but not all times.
For today, I’ll curl up with my puppy by the fire, with a good book & hope it becomes bored and leaves me at peace tonight.