I am numb this morning. And it’s not ‘I’m in the midst of an emotional crisis so I’m shutting down to protect myself’ numb, either.

It’s my normal ‘I’m not a morning person, morning people suck, don’t talk to me until after I coffee’ numb.

Is it weird how weird ‘normal’ feels?

Was it Harley Quinn who said ‘normal is a setting on the dryer’?

I had a moment of clarity today, a moment in which I described my emotions and articulated my thoughts in a way that was neither disjointed nor passionless.

That moment is not this moment.

I have found a very compassionate therapist.

I need a nap.