Hanging by a thread

I’ve got the Verve song stuck in my head. But it’s truth is too much for me today. I’m holding on to my sanity with my fingernails and my arms are getting tired.

I feel like I’m being pulled in 10 different directions. All the things I need to do and deal with sapping my strength without me actually being able to make any headway on them. Just the thought of all that I have to carry is crushing me under its weight.

As is usual when I’ve been under too much strain for too long, my body is starting to protest, fevers and chills and headaches and colds that no amount of lemsip can fix. The body getting angry at the mind.

I’m so tired I could sleep a lifetime. And yet every time I close my eyes it seems to be the signal my mind has been waiting for, to bombard me with all the things I don’t want to think about.