I've already been through my quarter-life crises (emerging successfully at the other end) and I'm too young to be going through my mid-life crises so I will settle for a denominator of 3. I'm going through my third life crises. Food isn't as tasty, the colours aren't so bright and things just generally seem dull. I go to work everyday with reducing passion and even the thought of going to my local is tiring. There are a few flashes of excitement here and there and every once in a while somthing has me in stitches but it's not the usual me. If I were brighter then (oh the blissful ignorance of youth!) I would have kept a log of what I did to surmount the feeling of lethargy that comes with these crisi (? either that or crises'). As I am too lazy, I will not now manage the energy to keep a log for when the mid one hits.
Yeah well!
In a totally unrelated matter, here's an article I stumbled across online. Strange. Question is, how do you ensure your husband gets the choice parts?
2 comments:
Snap out of that dullness already! There's still too much life to be lived.
Nothing like a dose of deep brokeness to get the adrenaline back. I'm a salaried employee and to the best of my knowledge, haven't gotten a pay cut. But somehow my November ends have only bearly met and I can't figure out what went wrong. On the up side, that forced the engine in my head to go on overdrive thinking up money making schemes and lethargy is now in the past. Until next time.
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