Emily Ellet

i can feel it rising the ocean of bilious emptiness sweeping away my peace i thought i’d built on rock it’s these days at home restless in my “relaxation” a song, winter light, anything pulls me under and I’m drowning in memories i mourn who i was and who i’ve been and who i might have been and mostly who I am now trapped beneath the thrashing, roiling waves smashed against the jagged, searing memories breathing salt tears and tears where will i wash ashore

Truth time:  I’ve been having serious trouble working out or eating well lately. There are good and bad reasons for this (crazy work schedule, career fears, boredom, etc.), but it doesn’t change the fact that it just makes me more unhappy. And I know this!!  I’ve learned this lesson before!!  Yet somehow I still require the wake up call. Well, today was that wake up call. I managed to keep myself from talking myself out of taking advantage of the gym at work, and so I ran on