Day 26: My Sunday Sadness

It's 8:07 pm and I just admitted to myself that I've procrastinated all day when it comes to writing.  I have been a mix of depressed, uninspired and bored. My cat looks a lot more lively in this photo that I feel right now.  There are still three weeks left in Lent and I am wondering if I have the stamina to keep up the intense mental  energy it takes to follow all these amazing minds and thinkers in their thoughts and words.   

I'm tired and just want to go to bed.  There you have it... my Sunday sadness has drained me.  Maybe I woke up feeling like I was 57.  That made me sad.  I'm the same age now that my sister was when she died.  I don't know when I will perk up with that heaviness on my heart and mind.  I'm just rambling now, trying to fill up this space with some words... all so I can read this next year and know where I was and what I was thinking on this day in history.