Sunday, July 24, 2016

I feel like I've lost my voice.

“We are not idealized wild things. We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. As we were. As we are no longer. As we will one day not be at all.”
Someone once told me Didion was too depressing to consider a favorite, but I disagree. Anyone can slap an inspirational quote on the wall, and use it to motivate them throughout their day. I don't know if that necessarily is effective for my brain these days. 

OK, so you know when you're listening to a podcast or a musical soundtrack and just doing tasks absentmindedly, and the music helps to pass the time? There was a period last year where I felt like I couldn't function without my headphones on, and it feels that way again except this time I don't want to listen to anything. I just feel like I've been...floating through the day.

I wish I had better words to explain things. I suppose you could read this post from last year, which touches a bit on this. And, also, this: "When you're not feeling like yourself, the last thing you want is for someone to tell you how to feel. I'm not writing this for sympathy ... And putting this out there is my way of telling myself: you might not be OK right now, but you will be because you've been there before. And you've made it--look at yourself: you're alive."

Anyways, here it is:

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