I had better days. Definitely not today. I wanted to talk about “Binge watching” but I guess that can wait…perhaps tomorrow.
I’ve been having a hard time putting words to what I feel but this website (The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows) helped me realized ,
The word I’m looking for is anchorage – The desire to hold on to time as it passes, like trying to keep your grip on a rock in the middle of a river, feeling the weight of the current against your chest while your elders float on downstream, calling over the roar of the rapids, “Just let go—it’s okay—let go.”
is it Friday yet? enough said…
