Thought Bubbles

Now that autumn is underway, it’s accelerating.

In fact, the whole year is accelerating. Where did the month of September go?

I spent all of yesterday hunkered down in my own little space—which desperately needs cleaning and tidying by the way. I couldn’t figure out whether I was feeling physically sick or spiritually restless and perturbed.

It wasn’t depression.

It’s a mood I’ve seen in many of the people to whom I’m connected by a string of thought bubbles. Though not so much in the people who inhabit my here and now.

I wonder if that’s because the thought bubble people are more introspective?

We all seem to be exhausted.

Anyway, my Must Do or the World As I Know It Will End Tragically list is very long today. So I guess I better get started on it.