There are times …

Supes_downcastThere are times when all my energy seems to just bleed out of me and I find myself sitting in front of my computer screen or on a couch just staring into space. 
I feel numb, empty and the slightest thing requires monumental effort. 
There are times when the thought of slipping beneath the surface seems so much better than pushing forward, fighting for air. 
These are the times when I yearn for the blue pill so I can wake up and not remember what I have learned and believe that I am a pawn in this world.
What is there to do in these times?

"I’m only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
I’m only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me, inside of me
Inside of me, yeah inside of me, inside of me"

Even superheroes fall sometimes
and the waters wash overhead,
storms rage,
winds howl,
lightning flashes across the sky
and the autumn leaves fall from their lofty homes
only to be ground underfoot.

There are times …

Paul
Enthusiast, marketing strategist, writer, and photographer. Passionate about my wife, Gina and #proudDad. Allergic to stupid

  1. I know that feeling. Smart or happy, once you’ve made that choice there is no going back, no blue pill, but after a day or two of feeling sorry for myself I go climb a mountain or do something that gives me a sense of achievement, however pointless, and then I carry on and enjoy life.

  2. I know that feeling. Smart or happy, once you've made that choice there is no going back, no blue pill, but after a day or two of feeling sorry for myself I go climb a mountain or do something that gives me a sense of achievement, however pointless, and then I carry on and enjoy life.

  3. I know that feeling. Smart or happy, once you’ve made that choice there is no going back, no blue pill, but after a day or two of feeling sorry for myself I go climb a mountain or do something that gives me a sense of achievement, however pointless, and then I carry on and enjoy life.

  4. I know that feeling. Smart or happy, once you’ve made that choice there is no going back, no blue pill, but after a day or two of feeling sorry for myself I go climb a mountain or do something that gives me a sense of achievement, however pointless, and then I carry on and enjoy life.

What do you think?

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