So here I sit, inside the warmth of my little room. I feel like I’m cheating mother nature as I watch the snow blow in all directions on the other side of the window. Theres something I like about a snow storm, it’s the one sure way to stay inside all curled up in a blanket without the guilt of being too lazy. Snow storms take me back to my childhood when they would call off school and we were able to stay home and watch television all day long in our pajamas. There was no need to get dressed, we couldn’t go anywhere anyway.
Today I’m taking advantage of the storm, although I’m not in my pajamas. I’m diving deeper into my past and recording it on my computer. Â Once again, I’ve discovered a new pattern of my roller coaster life I’ve shared with anorexia, depression and bulimia. It’s just so terribly unfortunate that time has past and I can’t get it back. The unraveling of the mess is becoming more and more clear as I trace my thoughts on paper.
I Hope everyone is happy and doing well, thank you for reading. God Bless