Like many folks, Mondays are hard for me, and they always have been. To be fair, Sundays are also difficult, mainly because my flavor of anxiety would fall into the “anticipatory anxiety” category, which is often called “future tripping.” Yes, I have the uncanny talent to spiral about events that haven’t even happened yet, and the more on my calendar for the upcoming week, the worse my mind feels. Sertraline helps, quite a bit, but even with a good dose of that each day, my mind visualizes future events as a slew of objects being thrown at me, repeatedly and often. While I’ve learned to deal with that feeling, coping with something is far different than having that something not exist, and at my age, I feel like I need to identify what helps those thrown objects turn from granite to Styrofoam.

Writing regularly seems to help, and I’ll be honest: I haven’t been doing much writing lately. After releasing six books in four years, I needed to take a step back and just let my mind roam. Allow my brain and fingers room to breathe. Enjoy other passions in life for a while. But I think I’m ready to be back, at least in some way, and this blog just might be the ticket!

My plan is to blog on Mondays, hopefully turning the day into something I anticipate with joy instead of dread. What I’ll blog about remains to be seen, but in a way, I look forward to seeing what avenues my brain takes. So, stay tuned!

BTW, here’s a link to some songs regarding Monday. Enjoy.

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