Broken pieces

Tuesday, December 27, 2022

I’m like a shattered piece of glass with shards missing and thrown away.

Decided to work from home today. It’s my normal day at home, but I was thinking about going into the office since everyone else at home is still on break. Thankfully, my daughter decided to hang out with her best friend, and the boyfriend stayed in the bedroom. I also had a French lesson today and prefer to have those at home.

As the day went on, however, I started to feel more and more down. I don’t know if it’s being surrounded by Christmas after Christmas. If it’s coming back to reality, to “normal”… whatever that means. Maybe it’s being overwhelmed with all that I still have to have done before the year ends. My stress level seems to be at its’ highest point it’s been in a month or so. At this point, I’m not sure if I’ll ever be put back together.

I decided on a paint pour today, and grabbed my three triangle canvases. I had them together when I poured, then pulled them apart… kinda like me. Being pulled apart.