Thursday, November 07, 2019

His name is Not Enough

I have a visitor. I didn't invite him but he came anyway.

Some people call him a dog but he's not like any dog I know. He's more like a fog, coming in waves in various hues. Different shades and depths of grey. His name is Not Enough.

My head knows he's a sham but my heart, gullible to the end, says, 'Maybe he's got a point.'

And no amount of inspirational memes or godly words will convince my heart otherwise.

6 comments:

Debra She Who Seeks said...

Hugs to you, Liz! May that nasty fog dissipate soon.

Marie Smith said...

I hope it lifts soon for you. Take care.

Ole Phat Stu said...

Lithium pills work well against depression; talk to your GP.

SmitoniusAndSonata said...

I hope the cloud lifts quickly. This time of year can be very grey and gloomy.

Liz Hinds said...

Thanks all. x

chalky said...

Ahh, bollocks. I would love to write a million empty platitudes to at least make you laugh but I can't even think of any!! All the big love, sometimes there are good reasons for the descent of fog... I hope it f**cks off soon. For f**cks' sake! (Wherever one wishes to stick the apostrophe)! xxx