some days i struggle to stay engaged with the human race.
some days i only want to talk to my dog.
some days the world is too loud and too stupid.
some days the tired seeps into my bones and i just want to sleep for a week.
some days my hyper-awareness of the flaws of people overwhelms me.
some days i am overlooked, betrayed, fooled, manipulated.
some days i feel poor, even though i no longer am.
in these moments it's seductive to slide into apathy, to find ease and relief and comfort in not seeing, not knowing, not caring, not listening, not speaking, not acting, not connecting. the balm of indifference. the relaxed posture of passivity.
sometimes i indulge in little sips. enough to remember that it's just not my cup of tea, that i will always choose to live with curiosity and courage and compassion.
