Pink Chair

There are some days when everything will go wrong.  Today would be a perfect example.  I managed to oversleep my alarm, run into conflict with a friend, catch a nasty cold, and lose my keys.  I think the stress has just been piling on top of me lately.  Weight after weight after weight.  At one point I couldn't take it anymore and managed to just break down.  In my dorm I have a pink chair.  It is famous or (if you look at it in another light) infamous for being the therapy chair on the 3rd floor.  The chair has hosted breakups, friend troubles, conflicts, and releasing those inner fears; all coming from the many people that come to sit and pour their hearts out.  ...I should charge per session.  Well, anyway this past week the pink chair has been in service to, unfortunately, none other than its owner.   

Things to do...

There are way too many things I have to do.  I have to send emails, look over work, plan meetings.   I always counted on lists to cover everything.  Once I wrote down a thing I had to do on a list, it was no longer hanging over my head and I didn't even have to think about it.  I was almost free from it.  Now I have too many lists.  So now I have lists hanging over my head and I just can't clear my mind of the many, many, many things that must be done.  Maybe, I'll do it all tomorrow... 



Apathy

It has been a rough week for me.  And that is all I really want to say.  I don't know whether I should dwell on things or let them settle or simmer inside of me.  Right now all my emotions are tied in a big knot behind my navel.  It is Saturday night.  And I am here sitting on my computer, wishing for either inspiration, motivation, or intrigue to grab a hold of me.  I'm dressed nicely though.  You never know when someone will show up unexpectedly at your doorstep, right?  Maybe I'll watch a mindless TV show.  Or I could do work for the upcoming week.  I hear some music two doors down, should I wander down the hall?  No, I don't think so.  Nothing seems appealing tonight.