run, walk, crawl
I take a sip of my red wine and it goes straight to my head. These days one glass is enough.
I spent the day with a nutritionist, going over foods that will help calm my insomnia and my anxiety. My sleeping is worse than ever with the stress of school and work. She told me I need to cut out sugars, white flour, and focus on foods that will give my body the energy it needs.
My boyfriend tries to understand me, and maybe he does. He tells me to relax more.
If I could I would.
He tells me to stop putting so much on my plate. Every day I have a new dream, a new goal, something more I want to do.
He knows me well.
He's right, and yet I love my wild and crazy dreams, and my urge to take on everything I can.
At one point, my eyes start to water.
He asks me what I'm thinking.
"Sometimes it just all seems so hard. Even the easy things, things other people make look simple. Like sleeping, eating, and getting stuff done."
I take another sip of wine.
The more I question my abilities the more my eyes water.
"You're right," he says, "life can seem so easy sometimes, and sometimes everything is just hard."
We sit in silence, and then, somehow, he finds a way to make me laugh.
My problems are out in the air and no longer seem so daunting.
We pay our bill and walk away from the restaurant, tugging our jackets closed as we fight the cold wind.
"Run when you can, walk when you have to, crawl if you must; just never give up." -Dean Karnazes (Runner)