“I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.” – Anais Nin
I woke this morning wanting to run, needing to run, or stretch, or kick, or lift something heavy.
I did nothing.
I am restless. I want to move yet feel paralyzed to begin.
I do nothing.
The voices in my head tell me that I am not a tree. I can move.
They tell me to stay positive. Each day is brand new. Each day is a blessing.
And I still, I do nothing but..
the same thing. Wake up, lay here, read, write, wash my face, brush my teeth, get dressed, pack my bag, grab some fruit, walk to work, work, eat, work, walk back from work, lay here, read, write, and repeat again tomorrow.
I am restless.
But I am paralyzed.