Stuck In My Head
I was lethargic and depressed the last couple of days. I didn’t want to leave the house. But, I had to. I couldn’t stay in this state of mind. It was draining me and negative thoughts were raising their glasses to my temporal defeat. I couldn’t escape fear and disappointment. I was in a mental prison.
I didn’t want to reflect. I didn’t want to write. I didn’t want to do anything. But I made a decision to take action. I couldn’t stay mired in depression. My body was cool with it but the mind wouldn’t allow me to stay in this condition. I took in the fresh air, hung out with friends at a bar and met new people at various art exhibits.
My mood changed and I felt alive again.