Sometimes I wake up feeling melancholy for no reason at all. I suspect it’s related to high stress followed by low stress. When the low stress hits, I can feel what I feel over the high stress stuff in relative peace and safety. Whatever the reason, it sucks. I have a case of the “I DON’T WANNAS’, where the thought of everything I could or should be doing is met with a high pitched whine. I don’t wanna do the dishes. I don’t wanna work on the Luna Moth shawl. I don’t wanna try my hand at knitting a hat. I don’t wanna read The Writer’s Journey or The Hero With A Thousand Faces or Women Who Run With The Wolves (the three books I’m ploughing through at the moment). I don’t wanna mindlessly surf the Interwebs. I don’t wanna clean the bedroom. I don’t wanna do laundry and I don’t wanna go for a walk.
::Blows Raspberries and Scowls Mightily::
It’ll pass. There are things I have to absolutely get done today, and I will get to them shortly. A walk is a must, I think, since half my melancholy is cabin fever related. We’ve had a cold snap and I’ve been hibernating since Sunday afternoon.
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