covid19 - day 42

This week was difficult

And now a blur

Days melting into one

Furloughs

Project shifting

Weight gained

Back aches deeply

Foggy mind

Walking on jello

Chaos continues

“Take in UV Light and inject disinfectant” - that was really said

Washout days

Nice days

Ho hum days

Blending

Sleeplessness

Awakeness

Fear

Sadness

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First week I’ve felt a deep disconnect of irrelevancy

Feeling like my life has flashed in a pan of nothing

I have great stories that mean absolutely nothing

I’ve not cultivated or grown anything

And lost which or what is of any remote interest

My paintings suck

As do my colorings

I’m out of shape and practice

I’ve lost the ability to ideate and concept

To dance and move to an aligned rhythm

In a moment of panic, i wondered if this is what aging is

And what the fuck i’m going to do about it

Cause I can’t continue on wallowing in this

Yes, I dried up and faded to a slow curl over the past two decades

I wondered if all those things I let go of really meant anything to begin with

or

if i had lost hunger

But at 56, i cannot continue on through many more decades in a slow drift

I need to find the fight

And the discipline

And the desire again

covid19 - day 36

Exhaustion

That space of fear

Unknowing what’s on the other side

Blindfolded

Naivety

Only way to stay sane

and

hopeful

Looking

at

Inroads

Passages

Options

Hall of doors