Monday, May 31, 2010

Life Changes

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My life has become a series of things I cannot access. Whether it is a jar of pickles, dirty milk bottles, unopened doors or things up high, I find myself stretching things I didn't know would stretch, but to no avail.

I seem to need help for everything, even just to think things through. I have developed a default ADD status. How much easier to just go watch the news or take a nap than follow through with what I had planned today.

Sometimes I find easy things to do, things I know I can do: like unload the dishwasher, or clean the floor. Occasionally I even clean the bathtub. But it's a new me I haven't quite yet accessed and that's the worst of all.