Day 32
push
I’ve had one of those weeks that is requiring me to push through. I’m not feeling very supported or motivated, and I’d rather stop pushing and just sleep where I am. This is not an option; so, I’m pushing.
I definitely feel that most of us are trying to push through in the greater sense. It was easier to do when bars were open. Let’s be real, sometimes that beer or cocktail after work really helped. These days I’m finding it hard to keep moving forward. The future feels ominous, but the present is no bag of cherries; and while there is less of it, the momentum is still pressing us onward.
I wish someone…or something…would pull.
Thinking tonight of Sisyphus. That damn rock always coming down on him as he pushed and pushed and pushed and never got to the top of the hill. Mythology is so great; summing up all of our realities into these tight little terrible stories that are so on point.
Maybe if I just step aside and let the rock roll to the bottom to crash into a million pieces, it would not be the end of the world. That does seem, however, like a big risk, not to mention a tricky maneuver.
