I feel like I’m about to snap.  Like I’m an over-wound spring on a watch, but it’s not going to be comical when I break.

I’m trying to keep it together.  Trying to find things to occupy my mind.  Meditation, sketching, Sudoku and Animal Crossing.

Since the Covid-19 pandemic social distancing – quarantine whatever this is I realize how alone I am.  There are other people living in my house so I don’t mean alone in a solitary sense.  More of an isolated sense.

But that’s is really my own doing.  I don’t share what I think or feel.   I’ve discovered sharing prompts 2 reactions.  The “Fix It” and “Well, that’s on you”.  To avoid them, I keep quiet.  So ultimately, my feelings of isolation “is on me”.

Then I think about why I have this blog.  It’s tied to some of my art and hobbies, but there’s little to no traffic.  I can write this in a journal and end up having a burn party once a year, getting rid of everything so my words are never read.   I think about completely overhauling it.  Or deleting it altogether.