You ever have one of those days where the dog wakes you up like normal, but this time you just don’t want to get out of bed? Where nothing matters? You just don’t seem to have the energy to care about anything? Yeah, that’s me today.
I am normally a morning person. As soon as our German Shepherd climbs up and lays down between us in the bad and wakes me up with whining kisses, I am ready to go. I am happiest in the morning, full of energy and ready to go, much to my wife’s (and other’s) chagrin.
However this morning, I did not want to get up. I kept rolling over with sand filled eyes, petting Miss Mina in the hopes that she would quiet down and let me lay there. I finally stumbled out of bed feeling like I was hung over and had worked out way too much, (I never work out, by the way) almost falling down the stairs, blindly lurching to the back door to let the dogs out.
I came so close to overfilling my cup of tea that the liquid beaded on top, held from spilling over from surface tension, thinking about absolutely nothing, a complete blank of a few seconds of time that seemed so much longer.
I sit down and read the news and browse the web as is my custom, normally paying attention and trying to glean facts from media hype, trying to develop a rational picture from the insensible 180 degree lying garbage the self serving waste of a meat sack in chief is spewing today, his campaign speeches disguised as COVID-19 updates, the over dramatic, buzzword, trigger phrase filled ‘facts’ that the news outlets are divulging, and the actual facts the people doing the actual work are allowed to let us know.
However today, I just can’t bring myself to focus, to care at all. Today I am just going though the motions. My eyes hurt. My eyes are ‘filled with sand’. My head is a dull numbness, my ears muted like my feelings and thoughts.