#fridayfeelings – that’ll be one long nap
I need a break. I have
been going non-stop since the pandemic started.
It has been a roller coaster of living in fear of not having classes,
emotional trauma from all sides, unexpected anxiety attacks, and existing in a
state of expecting the world to crash.
I have seen and heard… We are living in a historic moment.
Well, I am so sick and tired of living in a historic moment. I want life to be normal. Just plain old regular normal.
As a writer, living in this historic moment should be creating
substantial writing material that should have me writing for ages to come, but,
as a writer who writes in American Realism, this historic event has me
struggling. I tend to write about what I
see people’s experiences, but since we are isolated and cannot be around people
like we once were, it is hard to see people’s experiences. Plus, people are not acting like themselves,
so to speak. My muse just simply will
not let me write about this time with people being so different than
normal. The way we are acting these days
just does not seem natural to me.
One Christmas, my brother and I were driving my Grandmother
to a celebration that had been set up for her.
She looked at us and asked something like… “Are y’all taking me over
there for a party?” we both smiled at
her and said something like… “We’re just going over to auntie’s house.” To which my Grandmother replied something
like… “Uhh huh!”
By the time we reached auntie’s house, my Grandmother was in
a tizzy because she did not want to be there.
Before we got out of the car, she said, “I want to go to sleep and wake
up when Christmas is over.” My brother
and I laughed, but we did not realize that one day we would say the same thing.
I feel my Grandmother’s spirit… I want to go to sleep and
wake up when things are back to normal.
I have a feeling, that will be ONE LONG NAP!