The First Tuesday this Week
It wasn’t the best day of the week. I could hardly get out of bed.
My faith had left me, and my head spun – there were no simple answers and I was growing weary of looking for the wise ones who might know.
In all my reading and research, I had heard that this might happen. I was so deep in it, that I could no longer see the forest through the trees.
Knowing that I had to get to work was crushing my soul. Sure, I could take a vacation day, but I needed something more – I needed a spirit day to recharge myself from the inside out.
The clock was unforgiving, reminding me every 10 minutes that I was going to be later and later to work.
I popped a Xanax and threw off the covers. By the time I get out of the shower, I should be feeling much better… I took a swallow of the Diet Coke sitting at the side of my bed and checked my phone for – well, everyfreakingthing.
Yes, the warm rush of adrenaline. Or was it my blood pressure? I don’t know. But reading about the ills of the world definitely made me feel better – more superior, too, I suppose.
This was going to be the best Tuesday of the week, I’d decided. Time to get this sucker going!