Monday, 14 October 2013
Bad Day, Good God.
Some of you may know the relevance of the sea, and the beach to me, others of you may not.
I love the sea, I love it in its stormiest and calmest, I think it's one of the most beautiful things this world has in terms on nature. There is more to it than that.
Today I'm not having the easiest of days. I barely slept last night (after being told tea would solve all my problems by someone how is meant to be professional, lets just say it didn't). My mind is all over the place. Too fast. Too slow. Barely there at all. So there it feels like nothing else is. I'm tired. I'm weak. I don't want to get out of bed. I don't want to leave my duvet. I don't want to see anyone/speak to anyone. Get it? BAD DAY BAD DAY BAD DAY ALERT. Even writing this isn't helping me think like it normally does, and I keep stopping, the realising 5 minutes later that I've stopped. Today I'm happysadangryfrustratedlowhighcomfortablelazyangryangrysadaloneenergetichappylathargicBLAH. Welcome to borderline personality disorder emotion roller coaster, your seat belt is broken so just jump off when you need to.
Anyway, your probably wondering how the two above paragraphs are related.
Hillsong have a song called Oceans, on their album Zion. Today I just keep reminding myself of the lyrics.