In the Gray

I’ve shared this journal spread a couple other places, so I’m sorry if its old news.  But this is where I am—in the Gray of disconnect and apathy.  Gray doesn’t carry the anguish or hopelessness of The Black.  It’s colorless and adrift, lonely while being intolerant of companionship, and capable of being distracted without too much effort.

I Don’t Care is the name of a restaurant here in Muskogee (as in “Where do you want to eat?”  Answer: “I don’t care.”). I think it’s a horrible name for a place of business, but it suits me as an anthem right now.  Maybe I do care a lot, and it’s easier to say I don’t.  I’d have to expend too much energy to dig out the truth of it.  Just doesn’t seem worth the effort.

So, I will pass time.  Mark time.  Exist.  Hard to tell in the mist.

5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Writer Lori
    Mar 13, 2019 @ 06:11:07

    Very sorry to hear that you are mired in the gray at the moment, Sandy. Hoping against hope that there’s a patch of sunlight just around the corner….


  2. Littlesundog
    Mar 13, 2019 @ 14:11:56

    Spring will be here soon… the robins have made their appearance! I’ve been in a gray, mucky place for a while. It sucks. Spring brings the new, the cleansing rains, and warmth. I’m focusing on that.


  3. Karen Roessler
    Mar 15, 2019 @ 09:14:52

    Sandy, wishing I could distract you over a little pho. I could use a little distraction too! With love, Karen


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