Move it

I had to force myself to move this morning. Move as in roll over and get out of bed. I dread each and every day I open my eyes. This week is off to the usual heavy dreadful week I anticipated and have experienced last week...only this week is more so. The growing burning feeling in the pit of my stomach about next week's trip to the so called 'Sunshine' state has me tense. Focus is something I struggle to do as of late....I think its time to go back to the man in the chair...the one that takes me to a happy place....

pfffft


~E