Count down til the weekend

Sunny chilly Friday morning… Count the working hours until it’s the weekend… A car drives by my bedroom window slowly… Its lights show up as bar lines on my side… I feel sort of free… Sort of trapped… There aren’t many hours in the day I can move freely… Body speaking… Responsibilities speaking… I’m tired… …

The hardiness personality

The other day I was at a session with this therapist. Before our meeting, I had answered a bunch of questions online that would help her understand/evaluate my mental state. “You scored below the normal,” she said… According to the list and their profession of course… Scoring below the average was a cause for concern… …