I'm contemplating re-watching "The Stand" (Stephen King) tonight. I like his books more, but movies are easier to focus on right now.
This afternoon, I started watching the complete series of "Charlie the Unicorn" - cute & quirky, (not unlike myself, a friend said). IDK if I allowed links here, but it is on YouTube on the FilmCow Channel for those interested to know.
I don't feel particularly cute & quirky, though. Am I pretending I even feel any more? Idk. Then crashing waves of emotion, drowning in so much I just can't.
People living so much like my own life, I wish there was something I could say to make their pain go away. Why is it the beautiful suffer so? I live in dreams, forever dreaming for a time when life will be better. When I will be better again.
This world is so much, too much at times.
It's second by second again.
I will have a little 😢 cry - 10 mins only and it can make me feel better to let it out again.
Then I will put on my big girl pants again to watch the movie. With hot cocoa and Woolies peanut cookies. (Oh, sooo yummy)
But even the fun things feel like hard work when I am exhausted.