The time for my annual summer vacation looms near. I use loom because this year it isn’t feeling like a vacation at all. In fact, in conversation I refer to it as “vacation”, air quotes a must. There’s just so much going on now and even more when I’m there. The stress is building and there’s only a dam, no release in sight. My head is full of work stress, relationship stress, friendship stress, family stress, and me stress! They are becoming blurred. It’s like they’re interbreeding, creating new hybrid stresses for me to consume, or to consume me. Food usually helps, and still does, when I have an appetite for it. Books have lost their escape qualities and movies are only temporary. There is no long term solace or solution to be seen in my harbor of stress and worry. I don’t mean to whine or bitch, I’m dealing, I know many more people have it ten times worse than this. I just fear I’m nearing my breaking point. I don’t know what that will be or what will come if I do break. It’s uncertain and it’s life. I guess I should just live it up.
29 May
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