Mar 17
When I write the letters in the boxes, everything makes sense.
While I realize that there aren’t many peeps clamoring to hear my latest random musing on whatever, I know it’s not a best practice to disappear for a few days w/out posting. But I’m feeling particularly bummed and find that it’s better not to indulge in, um, self-indulgent self-pity and introspection when I’m in this state. It goes nowhere. Besides, I talked and cried for a long while with friends and I felt better and want to keep it that way.
So I’m doing lots of crossword puzzles. New York Times crossword puzzles. I bought a book of 365 of them with a funny cartoon of Will Shortz on the cover. As I told my friend Theresa earlier today, “when I write the letters in the boxes, everything makes sense.” It restores a sense of order in the same way that cleaning your surroundings helps restore a sense of order and CONTROL when your mind and emotions are in total disarray.
I’ll leave the cleaning for tomorrow.
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