Waiting

Do you ever have that feeling of impending doom? You walk outside, and there’s just something off in the air, the sky, the feel of your surroundings… And you say to yourself, “Storm’s coming…”

That’s what I’m feeling right now, both literally and figuratively. We’re supposed to hit 110 degrees today. There’s been increased small earthquake activity in the area. I have that off feeling. To the point where I have my work bag actually packed by my desk, instead of the contents I use during the day out, like I usually do. It’s like – there’s either a fire or earthquake coming, I can feel it.

The problem is, I don’t think that’s possibly the case. I think the real thing is I feel like my life is off, and my anxiety is taking this form instead. So. I pack my work bag in case I have to evacuate, just in case.

Not so easy in my life. While I’m feeling better than my last post implied, I just can’t shake the feeling that either things need to change, or they just are changing. I know that I need to change some things. I’m fighting that rut that people get into – want to change, but don’t actually do the work to do so.

I’m fighting the impending storm. But storms come whether you fight them or not.