Sunday, January 13, 2013

Reflections: Hitting the Wall

I have come to understand this: You imagine, when things aren't going too badly, that one day, when you are really down in the dumps, this book and that book can be pulled off the shelf and the wisdom therein will help you pull through to better times. But when you get there, and your world has no meaning, you find that you can no more read those books than you can spin straw into gold.


Ron King said...

I know what you are saying. I stare a lot in my isolation and observe thoughts if they enter. Hope you are coming out of it now.

Rodak said...

Thank you, Ron. It does get better.

Mad said...

I am glad to see you still writin' and fightin', old friend.

As for me, I've just come to accept that nothing matters or doesn't matter.

Or as the common say, "It is what it is ..."

Rodak said...

Thanks for dropping by, Mad. It's mostly Facebook these days.