Tag Archives: seasonal affective disorder

THE GLAD IN SAD

Sheba is doing her job. She gets me out whether I want to or not. She’s not affected by seasonal changes at all. When I ask her if she wants to go for her walk, she pops up off her … Continue reading

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LIFE IN THE SAD LANE

Here it is, after six, and I have no words or thoughts on the page. They’re all in my head. I have conversations and tell stories there all day long. They keep me company. I’m never lonely. It is a … Continue reading

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# ENCOURAGER SOCIETY

I’m finally here to see if I can impart some thought, some wee bit of wisdom. Mostly I’m here to tap myself well. It’s not that I am ill or anything.  I am languishing too much. I’ve let go of … Continue reading

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LIFE IS HARD – JUST DO IT

When the spirit doesn’t move me, I have to work hard at everything. I worked hard to get here, in the chair, in front of the keyboard and onto the page. I feel ravaged by inertia and sleeping sickness. I … Continue reading

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REST – Day 16 in a year of….

Day 16, August 7, 2016@6:19 I am running a little later today.  My doing different today is listening to the whispers of my body.  I am feeling the fatigue of the fast approaching autumn and shorter days.  So used to … Continue reading

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WORKING THROUGH NOVEMBER

November is coming in like a lion.  The yard is speckled with snow as I let Sheba out this morning. It is wet, grey and dreary.  I am reminded of another autumn, the time after I came back from a … Continue reading

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EVERY DAY HAS ITS CLOUD

The clouds can get to me.  Their shifting shadows feel ominous, giving me a sense of impending doom.  It feels as if someone is walking on my grave. I’m waiting for the shoe to drop.  It never has. I’ve learned to … Continue reading

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