I told my boss it was like I was living in technicolor and now everything was watercolor.
Sometimes it feels like I'm living just under the surface of the water.
If I don't dwell on the thought "my aunt is dead." I am fine. I can even think those words "My aunt is dead." And I do. It pops in and out of my head, like trying on a new hat. Just like a new hat, it doesn't really seem to fit.
So I am fine. Or so I seem.
Instead of breaking down and crying, I am easily distracted. I forget things. I'm not paying as well attention when I am driving.
Hopefully this weekend will cleanse some of that. Give me a moment to slow down. Even if I am grading papers or editing manuscripts every chance I get...
Sometimes it feels like I'm living just under the surface of the water.
If I don't dwell on the thought "my aunt is dead." I am fine. I can even think those words "My aunt is dead." And I do. It pops in and out of my head, like trying on a new hat. Just like a new hat, it doesn't really seem to fit.
So I am fine. Or so I seem.
Instead of breaking down and crying, I am easily distracted. I forget things. I'm not paying as well attention when I am driving.
Hopefully this weekend will cleanse some of that. Give me a moment to slow down. Even if I am grading papers or editing manuscripts every chance I get...
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